Spirit Cloth

Mixed Up

A mix of a day. Seasons.

The leaves have just fallen. Some of them. The mix of fall and winter offered some good looking.

There was a lot of looking.

More than expected. More than a dusting. Nothing dust about this. Very wet, very heavy.

There was not that much stitching.

I went to bed early but didn't sleep.

I don't mind it this way.

This morning brought more wind and a warm light rain.

It's all gone except the top of a small tree that broke off.  Better clean that up. It's blocking the driveway.

I'm confused. Too much so to share why.

Hope it Snows

Just waiting for it to snow.

Before it, shortly after, rains.

Filled the feeders.  Stacked wood on the porch and indoors.  Went to the market at dawn to avoid the storm rush. 

Now, stitching.  Can't believe there was no Snow Globe on this one.  This is my winter robe now. So many layers. Toasty.

How it is here

A weather day.

It's a Nor'easter.

Rain and Wind. Not cold so no snow. Not really a lot of rain. Or wind. It's OK so far. This year not much turning. Leaves seem to be shrinking. Disappearing. There is a thinning. We will see her, Old Sea, through the leaves, once again before we leave. The wind has swept the leaves, the only colored leaves, off the maples.

A few black walnuts gathered before the storm. Yesterday. I will add them to last year's soup.  One more local brew then. And some pom and avocado waste in the freezer. Use it up.

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