A Near Find

This morning as I drove the boys to school, I spotted something special in a garbage can. On the way home it was still there. I was very compelled to stop and take a look at it. My overriding sense of embarrassment stopped me. I do not like getting out of my car to check out an item. The act of taking home someones trash does not trouble me. It is the possibility of attracting attention to myself that I want to avoid. Making a minor spectacle of myself while I peruse the trash selection is not what I want. So, I figured that I could drive back home and then walk over to see the item. As I strolled toward the trash can, I would have time to assess the treasure. If I decided that I wanted it, I could then lift it as I passed and walk back home without any fuss. Certainly the added few minutes might cause someone else to acquire my treasure, but I knew that it either was or was not meant to be. As I made my way back around the block on foot, the trash truck rounded the corner. In my haste I tripped on the sidewalk and made a long drawn out windmill action with my arms and lurched down to the ground. Someone called out "Careful!" as the trash truck carried away my treasure. The birdcage like this was not meant to be mine. Ah well. -Polly

Treasure By the Curbside!

Today being trash day in our neighborhood, I am now the happy owner of a costume trunk.

This questionable new treasure caught my eye this morning as we made our daily drive to school. By the time I had gone around the block to get a closer look, another driver had pulled up beside it. We eyed each other as we both approached the curbside goods. Luck was with me however. Though she had a gentleman with her to help carry the item, he was not impressed with it. It took me several tries to somehow insert it into our car. Now it has been washed, dried in the sun, and painted inside. All the past Halloween costumes fit in it! So there it is, one good side to city living. -Polly

Several new projects.

Cranberry update.
10 and a half jars of cranberry sauce. One pound of frozen berries for later.
All socks and shoes are dry again.





I found three chairs like this one at my local thrift shop. Also two velvet pillow cases that ought to fit the seats.

These are just in time for Thanksgiving if I can manage to put the seats together. - Polly

Still no weaving!

Still, I have no new weaving progress to report. I did manage to complete another lunch bag. Our most recent hunter gather weekend provided a load of wood, about four pounds of cranberries, and eight wet socks.