Some fun pics from the Parade of Homes...of course it was fun, I went with four of my daughters.
The weekend flew by too quickly, and this happened:
And then I look out the window this morning, and ugh, no clear blue water shimmering so invitingly, nope. We are hunkering down. The Dismal Forebodings time of year has arrived.
Winter is beautiful, but I am a teeny bit afraid of her.
Yesterday afternoon, I was fully planning to grill burgers and coneys. (Coneys: white spicy hot dog, from here in central NY state, Hoffmans). But as the afternoon wore on, it seemed less like grilling weather, and more like a meatball day! Crumbled crackers, bread crumbs, minced onions, garlic, salt and pepper, ground beef, four eggs...and two pans of meatballs, went into the oven. Sauce was soon simmering on the stove, and a pan of pasta made, then a spaghetti squash from the garden, for me. Emily and Mariel joined us, along with Margaret, Adrian, Wulf, and Tennyson. (Sunny has quickly learned that under the high chair is the place to be, as Ten-Ten has realized how fun it is to drop things for Sunny)
Jonathan came back from his camping/hiking in the Adirondacks trip, and joined us (Paul and I, Sonja, Char, Cam)
This fine morning, I've cleaned up some messes over near the door, as one Labrador scarfed down her brekky too fast, then I heard that yakking sound...ugh. I've put some laundry in, and done some push ups and lifted my weights, (I'm trying!).
Anyway, it's sad when the pool cover goes on. So many things are sad, like when you drive through the countryside and see swing sets that have seen better days, sagging play houses with weeds growing up around them, old basketball hoops that are no longer used...