Saturday, October 27, 2007


Three men in a tub in Arthur, Ill. Do I have hundreds of squash photos? Yes.

Today, we've been enjoying a beautiful fall day, probably one of the last ones.
I have a great cold, the kind that makes me wake up in the middle of the night coughing, wondering if I have undiagnosed tuberculosis that snuck up on me when I wasn't paying attention ... that kind of thing.
We ran a couple errands this afternoon, and then I had plans to go help the Fool with some yardwork. Instead, I decided to take a nap and he mowed the lawn.
Enough boring domesticity - where's the yarn?

Spoot graciously sits still while we drape the Fool's second pair of Sock Wars socks over her for a more interesting photo and show that Angus isn't the only cat around here who gets any press anymore.

The mother-in-law's Sea Silk scarf, behaving nicely again.

The Sea Silk scarf tries to drape itself over pretty foliage for a seasonal picture.

Some raging cosmos that seeded themselves from a bunch of orange ones we planted this spring. It's supposed to freeze tonight, so this may be the last of the flowers.


Kathy in KS said...

Spoot? And I thought our cats had odd names.

meg said...

it's actually short for - the vet loves this - "Spootiskerry." She's named after a fiddle tune from the Shetland Islands. The third cat is Mabou, or Mab, for short, named after a town on Cape Breton with a strong indigenous fiddle tradition. Can you tell the Fool named the cats?