I opened up the big orange and black storage bin to see what was inside. All sorts of pumpkin-y goodness! I made one of these little cans for each of the girls when we lived in Fredericksburg. Shown here with a candle shaped like candy corn and a tiny snowglobe [candy corn globe?].
There’s a little more stuff that will go on the fancy dresser over in the corner or onto the drop-leaf table, but I haven’t gotten there yet. I asked Secondborn if she wanted any of the rest of it, and she declined, so I took it to church and begged the sisters to take it off my hands. Bless them, they or their kids did.
And now if you will all kindly, excuse me, I’m going to take a nap.
- Four years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!