Not The Nicest Weather
Cold and rainy, with with an occasional mix of snow.
Will on a field trip to Madison; Katy a volleyball team party after school.
Young hazel still green in spite of changing season.
Cold and rainy, with with an occasional mix of snow.
Will on a field trip to Madison; Katy a volleyball team party after school.
Young hazel still green in spite of changing season.
…for a bit. Drive through rain and wind, but not like the destructive storms in SE Wisconsin.
Photos by Katy
Sunny and warm forenoon, but with a talkative wind hinting at change. Rain and dropping temperature by evening.
It is Thanksgiving in Canada, which seems the right time to celebrate the harvest.
Also, a little drone fun with across-the-street neighbor, who is a pilot and aircraft mechanic.
…to Antler Circle. 40 years.
And, of course, the boys had grubs to share.
Here a hermit flower beetle grub found, along with many others, in a dead tree.
Tooled around the house, practicing for the out of doors.
Hard frost last night. Cool and breezy today.
…for a short “walk” around Yerkes, and a Chicago style hotdog from Daddy Maxwell’s.
Morning meeting with Middle School principal (he came the house) to plan student visits. Then later, work on assembling the Welcome Center pavilion kit assembly team.
Black maple (I think) in side yard.
In search of autumn color. Not much around here, since mostly oaks an a frost just a possibility.
Able to swing the peg leg into the truck, so got to ride along on some errands. Then a tuna melt from Natalie’s in a park in Milton.
…on a beautiful afternoon. Helped with trimming good old rosemary prior to coming inside in the next week or two.
We engineered a way for a peg-leg to take a shower.
…sunny afternoon.
Indoors all day, but with the windows wide the sun streamed in and a beautiful day did not escape.
…of the repair shop. On the mend, but move like Chester on Gunsmoke.
In fact, very high barometer, so, still and bright and cool. Near frost last night, but not quite.
And the gazpacho turned out well. As neighbor Anna said, “tastes like a garden.”
…though I doubt it.
In any case, tomatoes harvested today , and gazpacho on the menu tomorrow.
Even neglected, the Whitewater garden is providing good things. More beets, more tomatoes, and those things pictured below.
And this volunteer beauty:
We were able to watch the DART spacecraft crash into the asteroid Dimorphos, live. Utterly amazing. Perfect shot, right on a target 6.8 million miles from Earth— a target moving in a complex orbit. You gotta love math.
This is not Dimorphos, but rather a gift from the garden.
…or alternatively, How Green Was My Valley (which, btw, is a memorably good book). Lots of moisture the past few months, and not yet any sign of frost, so green it is.
…along with some r & r. Time for reset, rest, relaxation, and recuperation.
Anyway, back in Whitewater, settling in, and looking forward to a fabulous fall and a wonderful winter—all at a methodical and measured pace.