Hallelujah! Daylight savings time is behind us for a few brief months. It’s not that I mind it during the spring and summer but for whatever strange reason, by the time we slouch toward October, my body rhythms are totally skewed. Yesterday, I woke up and felt approaching normal; this morning I work up and felt like I was reborn and does it ever feel great! I skipped exercise class, opting to give the house more than a lick and a promise and, while I didn’t finish, the start was enough to make me happy.
We call the November full moon a Full Beaver Moon because there was still time to set beaver traps before the swamps froze. Daddy has set his share of traps…and please, do not leave me testy little messages about cruelty to animals, etc. That was a different time and a different place and there were, and are, Appalachian folks who put bread on the table with what their trap line provided..meaning they trapped the beaver, fox and other small animals and sold their pelts. Not to mention ate the meat. I still know folks who hunt for meat and between what they kill and what others give them, they’ll eat half dozen deer a year. If you’ve not noticed, times are hard, especially for the working poor and, in total contrast to what hear from the media, unemployment is inching, countrywide, to the ten percent mark and beyond. Frankly, I have no problem with people killing deer all year long when it’s for the table; it’s the “sport hunter” that tend to raise my hackles.
At one end of the field, corn has been cut and all sorts of wildlife graze, including white tailed deer and Canada geese. I counted half dozen deer but the geese were too numerous to count.
I feel the need to nest, to prepare for those cold, dark, winter months where one hunkers down and tends to home and heart. I made apple butter from our Granny Smith apple tree and it’s delicious! I’ll hot water bath it tomorrow and, hopefully, there’ll be a tad left over to slather on some cat head biscuits. I think I’ve got some home churned butter in the freezer so sounds like there’s a feast in the making.
As to knitting, I’ve been turning out wash and dish cloths that will go for Christmas gifts. I still have a ton of stuff to mail folks…seems there’s more work than time to accomplish it. I want to spend some time wandering around Sew, Mama, Sew! Handmade Holidays III; I “found” a fabulous fruit pie that’s made in half pint wide mouth jars and want to make some of those as well and am sure to include my peanut butter and chocolate fudge, shortbread, lace cookies and a bunch of other goodies. The Christmas countdown as begun, the gauntlet has been thrown down and I’m off to a, reasonable, start.
What about you?
Until next time,