Everything so tense before the election, then a blurred time of surreal disbelief afterward…meanwhile, we had a late, very colorful fall, with Mother Nature screaming, “Look at me!”, which I did on neighborhood walks and one hike. At the end of the month we took a road trip to California for Thanksgiving – see next post.
Knitting and Home Improvement
I attended the Sacred Sheep Fiber Festival on November 2nd, with my knitting friends. We saw the sheep, and I bought some vintage buttons for my Icelandic vest, and a mini skein for a future project. I have several gift knitting projects on the go – more about that next month.
One of the sheep
New buttons and mini skein
Finished Iceland vest – Calidez by Jenjoyce, made with Allafosslopi yarn
We are still in home repair/declutter mode. I reorganized some of my bookshelves, and I am particularly happy with this shelf dedicated to Jane Austen.
Jane Austen shelf
November 7, Catherine Creek Arch Loop, WA
Once again walking this oft repeated hike, visiting familiar views.
Mt Hood to the west
Eastern view along the Columbia River to Oregon
Passing our ent friend
Ent
Rock spires, fall colors
The arch
The road
Big leaf maple
From the trailhead, we could see the controlled burn swath on Sunflower Hill – and that it is already greening up. Hopefully, native species recovery is occurring there!
View from the trailhead up Sunflower Hill
Closer view
Zooming closer to see the green
Neighborhood color
Our transplanted blueberry bush
The day after the election, this invasive, poisonous pokeweed bush, and lingering demonwraith caught my eye.
But fall colors were late and glorious this year, all through the neighborhood, saying, “Look now! We will be gone tomorrow!”
I felt punched in the gut by the election outcome, that we did not finally elect our first woman president, and now have to face a term of inanity. However, I have my own survival/resistance plan, which includes inspiring my children, who were also gutted by the outcome. I saw the the “Ozymandias” poem shared around on the internet, one of many examples of past overtopping failures, and eventual recoveries and progress. History repeats, but it is painful to be living through the regression, when we could be doing so much better for the people and the planet. I appreciate the lingering yard signs in my neighborhood even more. We are in this together.
Not really, but sort of.
Same.
Margaret Quilts 