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12 hours without power yesterday as the wind took over trees.
Time to finish unraveling a sweater or winding balls of yarn, depending on perspective.
Time to day dream.
Time to nap.
Time to read, at the end of the day by flash light.
But not time to make evergreen swags and wreathes so there will be quite a collection for the compost.
I wound up the alarm clock just in case the power was awhile coming back.
Yesterday I spent the day with my parents at a farmer's market, along the Skagit river.
It was hazy and smoky from the wildfires burning in our area.
It's strange and a worry to have "smoke" be the weather forecast.
A little spinning and knitting as I move back towards more making of things.
Very close to ready to pick.
It's been a couple really busy days...becomes so easy to lose track of time passing.
It seems I have become a fish tank baby-sitter.
The cat is intrigued by the possibilities.
Today I canned 3 jars of roasted tomato sauce, 4 jars of corn relish, 3 jars of pickled cauliflower; loaded up the dehydrator with strawberries, tomatoes and plums and picked the pears.
Not beautiful but it made me smile...
Apple + almonds + bread + cheese + cabbage
From yesterday:
A rain garden I pass as I go to work.
And today:
The sweater I am unraveling so that I can knit it again.
Tonight's salad: butter lettuce + blue cheese + hazelnuts + the scoop of figs that wouldn't fit into the jars that I processed.
Yesterday I canned 3 half-pints of peach jam, 3 jars of tomatillio sauce, 3 jars of figs and 2 half-pints of blackberry jam.
The blog Food in Jars (and her cookbooks) is a wonderful resource for small batch canning, something I find very useful for how I cook.
Pillow-to-be.
From the farmer's market today: feta cheese, carrots, beets, chard, lettuce, strawberries, Asian pears and dahlias.
Harvested tonight from the garden: shelling beans, tomatoes, zucchini, potatoes.
From my parents yesterday: blackberries, apples, prunes, tomatoes, cucumber, onions and tomatillos.
Spent the day with my parents. I was able to pick some blackberries. I've decided the blackberry picker's song is "Ow...yum...Ow, Ow, Ow, yum."