Autumn!

– Happy autumn, one and all! I was hoping for more rain today, but no such luck. (I mentioned the rainy forecast on Sunday and was puzzled by my friends’ disappointment. Then I remembered that they don’t have gardens and so aren’t obsessed with rain the way I am.) I DID decide to bring in the first pumpkin, though. There are two more still ripening on the vine, bigger than this guy. But how perfect, how orange! I’m not a seasonal/holiday decorator, really, but I’m feeling festive this year.
– The sun came out for a bit this afternoon, so I got some shots of my refashioned shirt. I started with one way-too-big, long-sleeved polo, and a t-shirt of a similar make and model, both from my college wind symphony and band days. I removed the sleeves, lined the placket and collar, took them in on the sides, and then reattached the sleeves. The (grey) t-shirt now effectively lines the polo and can’t be removed; it’ll be a good, heavy shirt when it starts getting cooler out. And when it does, I can pop the collar and show off the Liberty print I used for the details. I haven’t decided if I’ll put buttons back on the placket; it’s not as if I’d use them, anyway.
– I tried going for a walk today (as I do most days) when the sun came out in the afternoon, but some sort of city pumper truck was going down the parkway, watering the new patches of dirt they’ve installed (and, presumably, grass seed). But they were more effective at wetting down the pavement and forming puddles that I regrettably (and not intentionally) stepped in. So I was cross about having soggy jeans and shoes, which seemed to fill up with grit (I hate grit!) and make my walk miserable. To top it off, I only got about five hours of sleep last night, which really hit me as soon as I stepped out the door. So I cut my walk about halfway through, came home, and had a quasi-nap.
– I have so many projects right now. The usual work stuff, but mostly just personal things: sewing, writing, tinkering. Actually, I have more plans for projects than actual works in progress. I blame inertia. I would shake my first, but it’s easier to let it remain at rest.