“Autumn shows us how beautiful it is to let things go.”
It’s crisp and 40* this morning yet sunny. Our view today has changed so many times since I got up. I have to tell you that I slept until 7:45 and that was the first time in a very long time!
Here’s how the view looked upon my rising.
We’re planning today to go to our first ever Pugfest and as the former owners of 2 pugs and pugless right now, that’s huge. I miss the little things, but as I’ve told anyone who will listen, I’m not sure I’m ready to commit. We have a weekend dog with the grand dog, Connor. He’s definitely NOT a pug, though when most dogs meet one, they become Pugwannabes. I’m a big fan of pugs because they’re more like cats than real dogs. Does that mean I’m a cat person at heart?
You can’t beat the purr of a pug sleeping. Especially an old one.
I can’t even think of what I did yesterday! Oh! I got my hair beautified by the wonderfully talented Ivanna. I should have taken a picture then. I’ll share one after I’m presentable later. Then off to the farmers market I went for greens, potatoes and peppers. My own tomato harvest has been very small. But here’s a little view. Yes, the tomatoes came from our garden, peppers from the Hill Farm.
I decided to harvest most of my Basil last night and prepared it to make pesto. I ground the leaves and added the olive oil and pine nuts but still need to add the garlic and some cheese. I didn’t have enough of those things. I got a start anyways and didn’t take a single pic!
And I worked on ornaments most of the day. Here are some of the finished ones. Not many but I now have a plan.
I have to get moving! Pugfest starts at 11 and I still have to tend my herd.
Of course I’ll be wearing my Sierra Tank Dress to test how pug hair resilient it is. It’s day 92 and I’m looking forward to not having to take photos of myself in it everyday. I’ll still wear it. She’s become my comfort zone. My Linus’ blanket.
I wanted to share this piece of art from her shop too. Goes great with today’s theme, which is the change of seasons and appreciating the ability of fall to let go. I’m all over the place today, but that was the intent of the post. The beauty of fall and letting go of the past (pugs?). Or is it to move on WITH a pug?
I looked out and the alpacas are thoroughly enjoying their new space to sunbathe. If I didn’t know better, I’d think they’d all been electrocuted.
In the meantime, remember to wash your hands, don’t touch your face, get outside for some fresh air and keep the length of an alpaca cria (which is a baby alpaca and about 3 feet long) between you and the next person.
Have a blessed day!