Paw Paws

Our neighbor brings us a generous bag of paw paws every year. I love them—it’s a magical thing, these tropical fruits that grow here in the mountains. These are the few that are left—we’ve been eating them alone, and putting them in smoothies. I hate to see the last of them—I’ll miss the way they perfume the entire house!

ED’s Lovely Yarn

ED has been working on a Very Special Project. This wool is from her Cotswold/Lincoln crosses, and you might not be able to tell so well from this picture, but there are two distinct colors here—one lighter, and one darker. I can’t say anymore right now, but I’ll try to keep you posted about the Very Special Project.

 

The Most Important Thing

If we were to ever lose this frisbee, our lives would screech to a halt until we bought a new one. This is the tool with which we manage the B.C.s’ vast reserves of energy—if it just goes missing for an afternoon, the farm is thrown into an uproar until it is located.

September 17, 2011 | Tags: | Comments Closed

Feels like Fall Today

It’s been really cool all day—cool enough to close two windows, and keep a tiny fire going all day.