There’s something happening inside my brain that’s manifesting outwardly in trips to Ikea and marathon feng shui-ing of my home, garden and new blog. Is winter coming? Is my nesting instinct and enthusiasm as much a sign of a difficult winter to come as the stripes on a woolly bear? Whatever winter brings I feel ready to embrace it with a new place to sit in what I used to call my “studio” and spankin’ new $15 metal shelves all over the house. Bring it (winter, I mean) on.
I still haven’t put the garden completely to bed but it also hasn’t completely frosted here yet. I haven’t seen any bees (I haven’t been looking) but if I did they would be enjoying the last of the weedy nicotianas that have dominated my garden. The Swiss chard is still lovely to look at and cook up. And what would the aphids eat if I took out the cabbage? I guess I’m not quite ready for full on hibernation – even if I am already in my pajamas.