Crumbly Acres settles in

Those cats! Cinnamon likes to wake early and sing the songs of his clan. Sometimes he is let out, and I sleep through it. They have been catching mice, bless them. There was one in the clothes closet, and Cinn tried for it. He is way to gentle, playing with it. 

 The white pine trees have shed a ton of needles. I used the lawn tractor to mulch them.

"Typically, white pines will retain needles for three years, but in autumn, 2-or-3-year-old needles will change colour and drop, leaving only the current season's needles"

I tend to throw kitchen peelings out into the daffodil garden. I must have thrown a gourd there! It took its own time. We are so close to first frost.

It's getting cooler, as it does. Nutmeg will sleep anywhere!

The Muskoka Room is a good spot for her! She slept here for hours Wednesday. 

I continue to shut things down outside. I have my winter bird bath on the go. Cinnamon approves.

I sat in the warm sun and put saddle soap on my boots.

Fall chores, fall colours

 Sunday morning sunrise!

Sunday afternoon, this is the view out the bathroom window. It really brightens the room.

I sat out in the refreshing cold, reading my book. 

The covered water fountain was uncovered. I had work to do. I retied it, and put on the lights. That'll anchor it! 

 

Yes, it is soon, but we like lights in the cold and the dark!

I put the garbage out Monday morning at 6:45, there was a pretty cloud. 

Last of the primrose, and pretty yellow leaves from the hibiscus.

Maggie Magnolia did well this year! Lots of seed pods. 

The bird feeders are up!

Winter, bring it on! 

Drivin' on down the road

 We took off for a craft show nearby! It looked like a great day for it. A little chilly, but sunny. 

This is the reality of rural life. Isn't it a huge vehicle?! The people driving behind us were a bit miffed that they couldn't drive 20km over the speed limit. With all the oncoming traffic we had to go 20 km under it. 

Rural living!

The parking lot was full, and we parked on the highway. Thank goodness for wide shoulders. Admission was a toonie ($2) that went to the women's shelter. We donate monthly, but there you go. 

It is a lovely location on the water. We browsed the booths, and Joe bought some jam. I was looking for Christmas/birthday presents, but didn't see anything suitable. Still, a nice trip out.

Joe wanted a hot dog, but they were not ready to serve. We went home for lunch.

As we left, the geese flew over in formation. I got rid of some of the hydro lines with iPhoto. 

The sumacs are looking magnificent.

I was happy to get home. A lovely day. We didn't buy much. I was finding it hard to find something for presents. I couldn't concentrate. 

🚪 The beauty of the day was marred by two Jehovah's Witness (?) who came to the door. The 100m private driveway and gate doesn't dissuade them. They come by once in a while to preach to the infidels, Oct. 2025, March 2025. This dude tried to engage Joe Brian in a philosophical discussion, "Do you want to live forever?" JB said he didn't want to have a discussion at the door, kindly asked them to leave.  I just don't engage in conversation. 

I wasn't feeling 100% well and had put my feet up. I am glad I wasn't here alone. Two men at the door? No way. As I heard the discussion, I thought to myself, "Give me your home address, and I'll bother you at your house." I just don't now how they think this is OK. I want to find out where they came from, and tell them not to visit anymore. The arrogance. 

🛫 This is a new phenomena: preaching on airplanes:

An evangelist was removed from a United Airlines flight after ... 

Rant over!