My thoughts on the happenings around Panther Creek Cottage these days are a bit of a mish-mash of home, garden and life. Be warned, moosh happens!
My first handspun
My lovely daughter and grand- daughter, the dual team of Meilleuereamie have mentored me in my pursuit of spinning and knitting. I am a blessed woman! Peruse their shop and see all the lovelies these two create.
The beginnings of my first ever knitting project. A hat, just in time!
I have no specific purpose right off hand for these dried hops I've harvested other than they are a sensory delight to me. I'm loving their soft green hue, all delicate and light. Taking in their green-y pungent aroma will help lift my spirits when the winter doldrums kick in.
HH rigged up this filter for the spring water that fills the hillbilly hot tub.
It does the job!
Go here to see where our spring water originates.
Hot soaks in my hillbilly hot tub are becoming a bit of routine for me. I crank up the burners and round the time I've finished working in the cool fall air, the greenhouse is all steamy. I grab some tea (or pinot), a book and rejuvenate.
We've eaten the last edible cucumber from the garden making me wince when I think of the ones that got away. But I'm reminded that what doesn't make it to our mouths or to the insides of farm critters, when consumed by the earth, feeds the hidden and miraculous world that resides under it's surface. Feeding and "uppen-ing" the very source that will provide next year's bounty.
Moosh is good!
