Inevitable

Change, that is. I've never been one to hang my hat on expectations (though I am prone to ponder all possibilities), which saves me much of the let-down from things turning out differently than I expected or counted on. Good thing, because I never could have imagined how life has played out thus far!

Enough personal philosophy. Here are some recent changes.

Last weekend was the tipping point between peak color and fall 'falling.' I took the photos above driving over the hill on Friday after our visitors left. By Sunday, there were more leaves on the ground than there were still on the trees and grapevines. (There was still color in the evening sky Sunday, though!)

My "sandbox" (riding arena) collects a lot of leaves in the fall, so I cleaned it up Sunday using our riding lawnmower with grass-catcher. It works a treat when it's dry, and it has been – unusually so for this time of year.

My Japanese maples are still putting on a show (that's an English walnut in green and gold), and our double-flowering cherry hasn't yet caught fire, so there's more beauty – as well as leaves – to come.

Brian was able to bring up his Physics grade so he could play in his team's last soccer game Monday night. As it was, they started the game with one person short of a full team, and another got kneed in the ribcage at the beginning of the second half and had to sit out the remainder. They lost, but my boy played well in his last high school soccer game.

The geese definitely sense the changing season. They were streaming over the park during the game.

My crafting focus has changed, too. I finished spinning the 'crazy batt' singles and shifted to gift-knitting. On Sunday I started a hat for my farrier from one of the skeins he gave me; I'm going to knit his wife one from the other skein. It feels good to be working the needles again, and I learned a new cast-on (the tubular cast-on for 2x2 rib).

Now for the biggest change since the last blog post; there will be no lambs born on Boulderneigh next spring. Sarai and Blaise aren't going visiting after all because of unforeseen circumstances. That's okay; next spring is sure to be plenty busy getting Brian ready for graduation, maybe college, and certainly future changes. I trust it is for the best.

That's it for now from . . .