It has been two weeks since I have picked up a hook. I have projects lined up and I can feel them staring at me. I will get going on them soon, but first I must make our newest dog feel at home and become part of our pack.
We just adopted a ten-year-old, one-eyed Boston terrier named, Ikey. The poor guy had a run-in with some pine branches a couple of years ago and lost his right eye. After his elderly owner died, Ikey was surrendered to the Northeast Boston Terrier Rescue group and was then placed in foster care.
His foster parents have four dogs of their own, but were generous and loving enough to take Ikey in. They taught him what it’s like to live with other dogs (he was a single dog previously) and how to love being in his crate. They did a wonderful job with him and I know it was extremely difficult for them to give him up.
So, now we have four dogs. We have had four large dogs in the past, so four smallish ones is no big deal. It’s a delight to see them get to know each other and figure out their boundaries. Dogs are the best! Our granddaughter, Lucy, says that we now have a “dog farm”.
Autumn is showing itself around here in south central Pennsylvania. I always look forward to this, my favorite, season. I try to enjoy each and every day of it with its beautiful fall colors and the dying back of the plants and flowers to reveal hidden nests and other treasures. I love the more subtle color palette of fall and winter.
Today I will harvest and bundle some Sweet Annie, Russian Sage and Mugwort, which are three of my favorite smells, right up there with Lavender, Patchouli and Rosemary. Our mini pumpkins did well, but the bigger ones were a bust. Oh well, there is a fantastic farm stand store nearby and their prices are so reasonable that I’m sure our porches will be decorated with many of these beautiful orbs.
There’s a lot of beauty out there and in the changing of the seasons and the growing of our family.