With the shift in weather towards cooler temperatures, my younger children are spending most of their days outdoors. Silas’ favorite activity is what we call the “mushroom walk,” which is… (drumroll) a walk in the woods to look for mushrooms. The other day on our walk, Jonny spotted a little box turtle trying to eat an acorn. It would open it’s mouth wide and try to grip the acorn, but it kept popping back out. It was just too big. Jonny broke it in half, and hopefully the little turtle had it’s meal after we passed.
Larkspur and Beatrix have revived Mulberry, their little town that evolved out of their love for mud pie kitchens. There have also been almost daily campfires and even pots of simmering sassafras roots for a version of homemade root beer.
I’m saving seeds from special plants (the giant cock’s comb I grew from seeds I collected at Monticello on our anniversary trip last year). And, I have been dyeing yarn with fall blooming dahlias, hoping that with the help of my indigo vat, I will get this green again.
Jonny has made lots of progress on our laundry room/pantry redo. I am so happy to have pine shelves again, similar to the ones at our old house. And those butternut squash? They were a gift from our neighbors, the ones that bought that dear little house, and are now growing vegetables in our old garden. Pretty neat.
I’ve been reading a bit more than usual. I finished (affiliate links) Village School, and will most likely revisit that series at sometime in the future. Now I’m reading Home. I read Gilead awhile back and loved it. I attempted Lila, but I think I remember finding it depressing at the time, though I could be wrong. I just know I set it aside. I was informed that Home should be read first anyway, so here I am. (Gilead, Home, and Lila are a series of three books by Marilynne Robinson. I can definitely recommend Gilead, and 100 pages into Home, and I’m liking it too.)
That shrub in the last few photos is a Camellia sinensis that belongs to a friend of mine. I’d never noticed it before, but I really love it and think I need several of them. It’s the plant whose leaves are used to make tea, and it’s really beautiful!
Jonny and I met with a financial planner today (are we grown ups now?) because we have to make a withdrawal from retirement to cover expenses related to this period of unemployment. It’s not ideal, but I sure am grateful we’ve been saving all these years and have the option. We really are blessed. Jonny does have work on the horizon, though it will be rather different than the steady government job we were used to. (I think I enjoyed that more than he did-ha!) Everything is going to be alright, but for some reason (probably linked to childhood) this stuff sends me into tears. It’s not a rational thing that I have control of, just sort of wells up and out of me. Poor little girl, Ginny, always there. Jonny sure isn’t shedding any tears at this point, and I wish that change and uncertainty didn’t affect me so deeply. I really don’t mean to keep carrying on about it here. This is change for the better, I know it. My insides will figure that out eventually.
I finally sewed buttons on Mabel’s finished Pixie Dust cardigan. Of course she has been refusing clothing lately. When we suggest to her that she’s going to be cold, she tells us, “No I not!” I wish you could hear her. Two going on thirteen. She’s a sassy, stubborn little thing, such a spitfire, and we love it. I’m almost finished knitting my South Bay Sweater, though I’m pretty sure it’s going to Larkspur. I can knit myself another-I have plenty of yarn! Time though, there’s never enough.
p.s. For those who have asked recently what playsilks are for, you can see them in use in some of these photos. They are used for dress up, all sorts of props, tablecloths, and more. My kids use them every day in their play. That’s why I first started dyeing them! There are still plenty in my shop.