And there it went. And here comes 2019. Enjoy the lack of an attempted inspirational message.
It was promised that this blog would be reactivated, even if inna much reduced schedule. Weekly may be too much, but monthly? Who can’t write a few lines once a month? Add a picture, and there you go. A blog.
What’s been going on in the amazing world of unorthodox needlepoint? Remember, embroidery is slow. So a project started in 2017 can still be unfinished, even with continual progress. But there you go. Almost done. Just the center. And in case you’re curious, a poll was taken of the appropriate word, and the consensus was “spatula.”
That’s quite enough of a break. Seriously, a whole year? Oh well. That’s done. Back to monthly bloggin’.
Oh, and rut is starting, in case you’re curious. This guy keeps showing up in the yard. Good looking guy, but there are no does for him to chase. He’ll figure it out.
So. Much. To. Do. Be nice to have less to do. Maybe a weekly blog is a good thing to let go for a bit. So this is the last post of the year of 2017. In the meanwhile, you may enjoy this mormon cricket.
Huh. It’s snowing. Thought the last snow of the year is in February. Maybe there will be a serious amount of snow this year. Which would be good, if you are not fond of ticks, and bad, if you are fond of leaving your house.
Damn diseases. Weather too nasty to go out much. Sneezing scares away the critters. Mending takes over the needlework. You will have to content yourself with this pumpkin spider seen in October.
…and they’re hiding in the compost pile. So be cautious when turning.
A well constructed compost pile can be an excellently warm spot to hide for heat-seeking fall lizards. This poor uncovered guy (it’s a five-lined skink, genus Eumeces, and we’re stopping there) had to warm up on a rock for over an hour before looking for a new hiding spot. But he seemed fine despite his exposure, if a bit sluggish.