Nightime temperatures in the low teens and snow are in the forecast for this coming week. Old Man Winter is knock, knock, knocking.
The last two Knockout Roses (no pun intended) have been pruned and covered with leaves. They have been blooming right up until we had the first hard frost so I had to wait to prune them. Everything is as settled as it can be for the upcoming winter months, and, yes, I ate that last frozen raspberry. It was cold and crunchy, but it still made me smile.
The sewing machine has been humming for a couple of hours most days while I work on small holiday items – table runners, mug rugs, table toppers, and a wall hanging. For some reason, I’m hooked on buffalo plaid and the red pickup truck with the Christmas tree this year. Are you creating or crafting? Baking something yummy this pumpkin season?
I’ve read a couple of books including John Sanford’s “Bloody Genius,” Michael Connelly’s ‘The Night Fire,” and James Patterson and Howard Roughan’s “Killer Instinct.” Virgil Flowers and Harry Bosch are always enjoyable reads, but Flowers, in this case, was kind of dry, and Harry seems to be on the way out. Sad state of reading affairs when you love Sandford’s normal sarcastic, snappy dialogue and Harry’s dogged determination. “Killer Instinct” is a heck of a story about terrorism in NYC. Three current books, zero cost, no storage – I love my library. Read a good mystery lately?
Freedom is never free but earned by the very brave.