The pups got me up early to go outside...and with one second of the door opened I knew I needed my long winter woolen coat ...and gloves. I stepped on the back step ...and began slipping...the steps were covered in an icy glaze!!! Careful stepping...and mission accomplished we rushed back into the warmth of our cabin. The wind kept us all up for most of the night and twigs kept hitting the window screens causing the little dogs to squirm with anticipation. I slowly enjoyed a hot mug of steaming coffee and found myself mesmerized by the results of last night's flooding, fires, destruction of beautiful beaches and landmarks that are no longer here on earth. I have attempted to make contact with my friends living in Manhattan and my brother and his families living in Philadelphia. It will take quite awhile to heal these mortal wounds ...lost homes...lost dreams and displaced families. My heart felt weary because there is not a lot we can do except donate to Red Cross.
I called the Dawes Arboretum today and failed to find out if any of my fiber panels had been retrieved before the high winds hit the limbs of some very tired trees. I think if the weather man is correct if will be warm enough to go on Thursday or Friday to get as many down so I can wash and proceed to the next processes. Laura is on vacation but if we have an early winter approaching...it would be more pleasant to get them down while it is still warm. Wish me luck!
Frankie looks like he is ready to do the Monster Mash!
This is part of my costume....plus my beautiful green cowboy boots!!!!