One More Golden Afternoon

We got one more leaf hike in Friday, before wind and rain rolled in and blew everything off the trees. This time we went up Little Cottonwood–we were just going to hike some of the way to Red Pine Lake, but we saw a marker for Gloria Falls and detoured there. Neither of us had heard of it, but it was lovely.

A waterfall cascading over rocks among pine trees

There are Bob Rosses everywhere for those with eyes to see.

Looking At Leaves Every Three Days

Going on a hike three times a week is the type of unemployed thing you can do when you’re waiting on some freelance stuff and your partner has a random day off. Monday we went up to Willow Heights for the aspens and they were putting everything into it. (So was that blue sky.)

Doc took a new favorite picture of me and I took…a picture of his back! This might be our relationship in a nutshell. 😂

Tuesday Project Roundup: Paper Stuff

When you start new hobbies and buy every supply under the sun for them, you’re able to Keep Busy and Save Money for years to come. Case in point: I broke out the paper stuff and made a tissue box cover for my office for FREE, because I had all the book board, glue, and paper already.

I’d made a box cover before and started a “recipe book” with dimensions for projects, so this didn’t even require engineering, just cutting to measurements. I used some of my favorite temari ball washi paper for a pop of red in there.

It’s Happening

Being unemployed means I can drag Doc into the mountains with me whenever he has a day off, which was both Thursday and Sunday this past week. We went up around Lake Solitude/Silver Lake on Thursday to beat the crowds and the aspens were near their peak–just a gorgeous day:

 

Sunday was 15 degrees above normal so we decided to hang by the stream in Millcreek, but things are starting to turn there too:

Thursday Poem

The kitty boys have a routine now of getting on the bed together about 5:00 a.m. and just purring and rolling around and flopping down (still only on me though) and getting pets. I saw this Mary Oliver poem about her dog but it’s so appropriate for any little creature you have in your house.

 

Little Dog’s Rhapsody in the Night
by Mary Oliver

He puts his cheek against mine
and makes small, expressive sounds.
And when I’m awake, or awake enough

he turns upside down, his four paws in
the air and his eyes dark and fervent.

“Tell me you love me,” he says.
“Tell me again.”

Could there be a sweeter arrangement?
Over and over he gets to ask.
I get to tell.

Wednesday Project Roundup: Another Seasonal Sweater

I got so excited about finishing summer knitwear back in August that I decided to do it again.Flatlay of an ocher yellow sleeveless knit tank with rolled trim

This is the Nolita Tank, without the contrast edging (who am I?!) in Cascade Anchor Bay, a 50/50 cotton/wool blend.

Technically this was finished after the equinox, but it’s still 80 degrees here so I’ll get to wear it a bit. I took it on vacation with me too–here’s my outfit in the splendor of the Best Western (why yes I did sew another pair of huge pants for the trip):

A mirror selfie of a woman wearing an ocher knit tank and camo drawstring balloon trousers

Bribing The Cats

Getting the Giardia Brothers into the carrier to go to the vet Friday morning before our trip was traumatic for everyone involved, and then we left so they spent the weekend hiding from the strangers coming in to feed them. It took them a full day after we got back for them to remember us/stop hiding when we came in from the garage.

Good thing I’d ordered a Costco cat tree on sale that showed up while we were gone. I put it together as a bribe to get them out and it worked!
A large gray cat tower against a wall in the bedroom. A gray cat is on the platform at top and an orange cat is a level below.

By Monday afternoon I was remembered/forgiven, even without a cat tree nearby. Now we just need their giardia meds to kick in.
Two cats cuddled up on a lady's lap.