The First Snow

We had our first smattering of snow and icy particles were still falling as I took this picture.

Now the  ornamental grasses come into their own own and will display beautifully for the winter months.

The Zebra Grass looked like this a month or so ago

And this morning.

Winter has crept in slowly around these parts .

Now that I am driving a small car I am not looking forward to testing it out on snowy--freezing rain days. My last car resembled  a mini tank and I always felt safe; sadly it got older than me and had to be pastured.

In the meantime I'm all for the pre-winter weather and  the beautiful look of the grass.

The Annual Christmas Shirts

Here is this  year's almost-finished pair of shirts I've been making for son #4.
He's the musician-mountain climber with a passion for cleaning up the planet and he lives his life that way, frugally and tidily.

If the distance isn't too far, he takes a bus to his gigs and fortunately he plays small instruments that can be toted.

The bird or animal patterns began years ago when  as a joke I made him a shirt with sea turtle  pattern; he loved it and asked for more. The shirt above on the right is an owl pattern.

I've been working my way more or less through the endangered species  and I've covered a lot of them.

Last year the gorilla shirt was a big hit.

This year, on compassionate grounds, I made one "normal" shirt to accompany the owls.

You're a good sport, #4.

The Case of the Missing Shoe Polish

These basement shelves are action central in my house-- I  label anything that can't argue and keep like with like so my system makes it easy to locate items.
Unless I change my system--then there's trouble..

 I was putting away the summer stuff  and thought I'd better give the winter shoes a polish but the polish was missing.  

In the past it had been stored in an open pink  plastic basket on those shelves--really easy to spot.

I vaguely recalled that I had switched the container for a smaller plastic bin with a lid. So how hard can that be to find?

It took days to zero in on it. I scoured the basement and then moved my search upstairs.

The logical place to keep it was in the sewing room; that made sense because the shoes were kept right across the hall.

The elusive box is in this picture but it took me three days to actually locate it.

See that shelf to the left of the clock? That's where it is.

I was ironing and idly glancing about with the dratted polish in mind and the box almost jumped out at me.

I blame it on my gem of a label maker. It's digital and lots of fun but the label is  tiny.

See what I mean?
Now that interfacing label is calling out to me to give it a tidy do-over.
The good news is that my penny loafers are gleaming.