No, I haven't been doing any frogging in the knitting department. Oldest grandson once referred to the fog as frog and that is what we are experiencing most mornings now. It burns off during the day, thankfully, and the weather has actually been quite beautiful. Cool and damp but blue skies and lots of lovely trees changing colour. The pink climbing rose on the arbor is still blooming as are the hardy fuschias and a few geraniums (why isn't it gerania? Maybe it is.) out front. The birds (flickers, Stellar's jays, juncos, chickadees, towhees, hairy and downy woodpeckers) are very active at the feeders, loading up for winter. We have had a raccoon chowing down on fallen grapes at dusk. When we went outside to see what the noise under the grapevine was, he darted out of the brush, stood and faced us and hissed. We decided to let him finish off the grapes. The deer are loving the last of the Scarlet Runner beans from the garden. Hubby tosses them (the beans, not the deer) over the fence and mums and babes appear from nowhere within minutes. I think they actually hear him open the sliding door from the house and wait expectantly for their veggie treats.
Socks for Kathy ~
This past weekend it was Thanksgiving here in our parts. We walked, played, laughed, ate and cuddled. It was wonderful. Yesterday we took a trip to the nearby Pumpkin Patch. The owners, Mike and Shannon, do a great job of decorating up their farm, complete with scary witches, spiders, skeletons, etc. in the barn. We took the boys in a wagon out into the field and they picked out their very own pumpkins.
A fuzzy caterpillar ~
Earlier in the day we had been down to the Puntledge River to see the run of spawning salmon and take a walk through the trails ~
What a beautiful place we live in! And to top it all off, both my kids and all three grandkids were together for a few hours - first time in two years. That just about made my heart explode.
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