A Happy Thanksgiving to all our American neighbours.
Last night we ate the final fresh broccoli shoots and pak choy in a stir fry, livened up colourfully, by the chopped red peppers I froze earlier. I love to look at something I've made and identify all the stuff in it that grew in my gardens.
The overwintering pepper has put out 3 peppers, but seems to be slowing down on the blooming front now, since daylight hours are shorter.
Just before the snow came, we had visitors in the yard.
We watched a flock of turkeys meander all over, constantly vocalizing with each other. Apparently this wasn't the first time they'd been here, as a trail camera close to the house caught them strutting by on another occasion.
When starting a knitting pattern, it is wise to read through all the instructions first. In the case of the Papillon shawl, that is a bad idea, as it looks very, very confusing. Even the designer says to just start and work through the instructions one at a time. With some trepidation, I finally did just that, and she is right! There is a lot of counting involved, but it is much easier than I expected, and the pattern makes total sense.
Back at our Thanksgiving time in October, on a foray around the back roads enjoying the coloured leaves, we came upon an eagle and a crow arguing over some road kill.
The bird swooped up in front of the car and perched in this tree, waiting for us to leave.