Casy and I carved our pumpkins today, though, and they are pretty neat. I wanted to do a whole Cinderella's carriage display, but I ran out of time. So I'll spend this whole next year sewing felt mice and assembling the wheels so I'll be ready to go come next Halloween. And as I do all of this preparing, I'll chip away at the 10 pounds of candy we got for the kids we were expecting!
This week I got some forcing vases/pots and started forcing bulbs for winter. I've got paperwhites, daffodils, and crocuses going right now and as soon as my paperwhites have come and gone, I'll start forcing a hyacinth. Forcing bulbs seems super easy and relatively low maintenence, but we'll see how they turn out...
Tomorrow I'll be planting the rest of the outdoor bulbs for spring. I've already planted snowdrops, crocuses, daffodils and tulips, but I got some more daffodils in case we get some tulip-hungry deer in the spring (because the deer won't eat daffodils, but love tulips). Once those are in, my autumn gardening will be done for the year.
I'm also fully into my Christmas present crafting. I have my last yarn order coming in next week and I'm working on two presents right now. I wish I could post pictures of my progress, but that would ruin quite a number of surprises.
Casy has been a darkroom fiend lately and has come out with some pretty awesome pictures. He's busy experimenting with different kinds of film and has discovered a small developing place in town. And this next month he stops teaching his 7th graders, which means he'll have more time in his day, which means he'll be able to wake up later and be a little less stressed. For all of those things, we are grateful.
He's also watching a lot of the TV series Fringe...and every time he says "I'm going to watch the next episode of Fringe" I say, "Friends?! Since when do you watch Friends?" It happens every single time! And each time that happens I think it has to be the last!
Anyway, I'll leave you with a Yeats poem that I like reading in the fall and some pictures. Happy Halloween!
The Wild Swans at Coole
The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty swans.
The nineteenth autumn has come upon me
Since I first made my count;
I saw, before I had well finished,
All suddenly mount
And scatter wheeling in great broken rings
Upon their clamorous wings.
I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,
And now my heart is sore.
All's changed since I, hearing at twilight,
The first time on this shore,
The bell-beat of their wings above my head,
Trod with a lighter tread.
Unwearied still, lover by lover,
They paddle in the cold
Companionable streams or climb the air;
Their hearts have not grown old;
Passion or conquest, wander where they will,
Attend upon them still.
But now they drift on the still water,
Mysterious, beautiful;
Among what rushes they will build,
By what lake's edge or pool
Delight men's eyes when I awake some day
To find they have flown away?
Today's hard work, first all together, then one by one:
Forcing bulbs (with Curious Wilbur's help):
As the weather gets colder, the boys are doing more of this:
Finally, my winter plant table. My lavender cutting isn't doing so well...hopefully it will perk up:
Love, T.
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