I haven't posted in almost a month?? Well, not like I lead an exciting life, so you haven't missed anything.
It's leaf-peeper season around here as I'm sure it is in many other places. It really is pretty to walk these days, though. Lots of color. But I don't like what it means. I dread winter, and then it's never as bad as I think it's going to be. At this time of year, with winter coming on, I'm all for global warming. (NOT.) I heard and saw my first flock of geese yesterday, and as late as they are, wouldn't you know they were heading west and not south? It looked like they were following the Saranac River, but as you follow it west you get into the High Peaks region of the Adirondacks. I hope someone spoke to their slightly misguided leader! I do love the sound and sight of those flights.
And it's apple season here too. I bought a new type of apple, maybe not new to you but it was to me. It's an early ripener, either Golden Ginger or Ginger Gold. GREAT eating apples. I'll wait with the Macintoshes until after we get back from Nova Scotia.
Ah, yes, Nova Scotia. I'll post about that when we get back. This trip is a aberration of one that Stan has been taking for 19 years. This, the 20th, would have been a bust since his fishing partner has to go to L.A. for the arrival of a grandchild. ("Has to" is important in that sentence.) So Stan was trying to figure out how to go alone and I offered to go along. I'm not going as a fishing partner, believe me, but rather as a spouse. (I'm way better at that role than the other!) We'll leave on Oct.4 and leave Cape Breton about 10 days later. It's the time of year for an island-wide celebration of all things Scottish and Cape-Bretonish so I should be able to go to art fairs and music performances. The concerts are all sold out, but the wander-in kind of stuff seems to be accessible. While Stan is wading in the rivers, I'll wade in the culture. That should be fun. We're taking the dog along and that should be an adventure in itself. I'm pretty sure I'll take her harness-leash. It keeps her from pulling while we walk and I'll need it because I can't trust her off a leash with bear and in-rut moose everywhere there. I'm told to pack for 90-degree days and 30-degree nights, as well as some temps in between. A challenge for this fashionista. I'll supply pictures, for sure.
All for now. My big excitement this week is going to FL to babysit Kyrin, who apparently now has four teeth and is about ready to crawl. I cannot wait to see her, and oh yes, her parents too.
