I cooked up a big batch of Mulligatawny, and a tray of pecan brownies. This made a huge mess in the kitchen which I had to leave overnight to deal with the next day. I cannot manage cooking and cleaning all in one day. I'm attempting a small compost bin on my balcony so the soup making resulted in many peels to be composted. In another life I would have considered saving much of it for simmering into a vegetable stock but I've only got a tiny fridge top freezer.
I 'borrowed' a cup of red wiggler worms from my ex husband, who has a spectacular compost in our old garden. The worms do all the work of good composting and I hope they like their new home. I briefly thought about naming them but there were too many and I didn't get past Huey, Dewey and Louie before giving up. Besides, I am hoping they breed and I'd never get all the worm children named. And what if I chop some of them in half when I dig in the peels? Naming the worms is clearly problematic.
A coffee date with a friend involved this conversation.
Shawna: I like your blouse. The green and plum colours are really pretty.
Pam: Thanks. I thought they were good Fall colours. And you-you aren't wearing all your usual layers. You look cute and normal, not all bohemian.
I looked like this.....
Another lousy photo-this time there is a shadow effect from the flash but I still had to brighten it in iphoto. Something is definitely on the wrong setting with my camera but I have not yet figured it out.
The vest is navy, the shoes are red, the scarf is silk and a lovely french navy blue with lighter coloured flowers. My hair is not this dark and I am not tanned.
So here I am looking cute and normal.
On the wall behind me I have tested out a paint sample. It's Benjamin Moore Ballet White, applied rather roughly and the white below it is Behr Spun Cotton. The Spun Cotton is too bright white for what I wanted in my living room but I like the taupe/stone colour of the Ballet White. In some light it just reads as a soft warm white and in others as a soft taupe. The switches and electrical outlets are those ancient and ugly beige plastic which I would really like to replace with something newer and cleaner looking. I don't love the carpet I inherited but it could be much worse and at least it is neutral. Those dark speckles are dead leaves or something but you can be certain I am managing to cause assorted stains and marks on this carpet. I am not the sort of person who should have light coloured carpet. Or any carpet.
More dates on the following day-lunch with my parents and dinner with my son, and the painter coming around to give me an estimate. No food with him. I'm wearing a new-to-me linen skirt, one of two swishy linen skirts I recently found thrifting. This time I actually did dye my hair. It's supposed to be purple but in photos, as usual, it just looks black. It is plum on the box and I do get plum in certain light. I used L'Oreal Casting 'Darkest Plum' and I'm sure I'd have gone with lightest plum if it existed. Surprisingly, or perhaps not, Mum was not crazy about my hair but Dad liked it. Mum has a very classic look. She does not do things to her hair or body or clothes for fun. She always looks lovely and I do not so there is that to consider.
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And more terrible photos. I really need to figure out how I screwed up my camera settings......and why do my eyebrows look red here?
I like dark hair on myself. I won't be going blonde any time soon.
The geese are practising for their flight south. They fly over my home several times a day with their goosey cacaphony. They, along with the first fallen leaves, are always the sign of Autumn. Considering the drought we've had, things are rather brown and crispy around here. There are dead trees and rhododendrons around town, and in general many trees have looked autumnal for awhile. Today, the day of the brown linen skirt, is to be one of our last hot days. Bare legs are easy on a day like this but when it gets damp I get cold.
So, I'm staying warm so far and I hope you are too, whichever season you are currently in or transitioning to.