
I wanted to keep these.
Old glass ornaments are so shiny, and I love pine cones.
They were sent off to their new owner.
At least I get to have a picture of them.

I wanted to keep these.
Old glass ornaments are so shiny, and I love pine cones.
They were sent off to their new owner.
At least I get to have a picture of them.
The attic is in disarray, but soon the insulation will be done.
Time to dust off the Passaps and make stitches.
It is the time of knitting and wool and extra blankets. The cat has started sleeping on the bed to the accompaniment of much purring.
The tall boots I bought in the summer when it was much too hot to even consider wearing them have seen their first outing.Long sleeved shirts are back in for the mornings. Hot tea is a common accessory. I found a long=lost boiled wool sweater in the back of the closet and wore it with a new scarf I knit last week.
This is my time of year. Lovers of summer are mourning the loss of their love, but I secretly rejoice.