What’s that whooshing sound?

I feel like the kids must feel – that whooshing-by of the end of summer. We had a couple of cool august days (and nights! One night it was 46F!) which made me think of going to summer camp and being glad for an extra blanket. At work things are trending to the angst-filled back to school thing. Parents with kids that don’t want to acknowledge them, don’t want to ask questions about whatever it is they need (you know, lest the parental units see that they don’t know everything…), parents with a lot of separation anxiety going on, blah blah blah. It will all be over in a few weeks thankfully.

Meanwhile, I started to layer my quilt last night and don’t you know, I need to do a little work on one of the squares. Thankfully it’s at an edge. Pain in the patooty though to sew it back in, given that the whole thing is pinned. Oh well. Do it right, etc etc etc.

In the next day or two, I’ll be harvesting my first zucchini from the couple of plants nestled along the front edge of the yard. This is very exciting, if only because the front yard isn’t quite the salad bar for critters that the back yard is. Speaking of critters, saw five racoons one night. More exciting – saw a praying mantis down on the blackberry bushes.

I spent quite a bit of time over the weekend chopping down stuff and hauling it around. Thinking some evil thoughts here, but little by little I’m catching up. I think I’d really get the use out of a little chipper. I’m much better at chopping down than I am at hauling, and just think of the mulch!

Guess that’s all for now. Better go and remake that one little square and sew it back in.

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