falling

virginia creeper was here last weekend

but the frost changed all this

in fact all these pictures are changed now

that's ok.

a place called home is making me happy

with a stash of cordwood 

and off the grid power.

those juneberries are naked now.

fall danced all around

 but this is now tan and purple and deep gold

this too, 

moving to darker now

 in the sun the clydesdales (now only four of them) 

are beautiful

 i found some tansy

blossoms couldn't stand up to the cold

inside some kami-ito waits on my walnut niddy noddy.

 and the last two books that still need stitches

are waiting, too.

 some paper on glennis' beautiful dyeing

 and i had a bit of stuff still to peel off

flax paper

after the first pressing.

and i wish i had my very own groomer

i think it might be a friendly thing

those of us who don't like too much touching, or talking

may like a little scratchy tongue 

just behind the ears...

or maybe not.

it's been a long week, it's not over,

but i will say a huge thank you to 

all of you who have trusted me

and purchased the map book.

there are some left still,

should you feel so inclined. 

so far some have made it to their new homes

with feedback

that makes me blush

and smile.

i hope the rest make it through with the postal service's care

safe and sound.

me, i'm exhausted by the rigors of eleven students.

which sounds ridiculous, i know.

i know.