November - Time to Hunker Down for the Winter

With Halloween in the rear view mirror, the last piece of miniature candy devoured, the floor littered with their tiny exoskeletons, it's time to settle in, pack on the winter weight and prepare to hibernate for a couple of months. Time to drag out all those little indoor projects that can be accomplished during the shorter days, days when energy is lagging, motivation and attention span is absent altogether. Or better yet, finally settle down to a marathon of movies you couldn't get to during the busy warmer months, snuggle on the sofa with a cup of coffee, a warm fluffy blanket, and a pile of books.

November and its darker days always mean sewing and odds and ends projects for the holidays. The bright studio lights make the short, darker days, less so.  

But not this year! The weather has been INCREDIBLE. No rain or snow, and temperatures much above normal, into the 70s for many days.  It took well into November for us to even see our first frost/freeze and we haven't seen many nights below zero at all.  So plans changed to take advantage of the extended outdoor season.

November 1st I was able to purchase two 7.5 pound cushaw squash for Halloween clearance price, as here they are used as decorations and not as food.  They are one of THE premier pie and eating squash on the market.  I snapped these two up for $2 each and took them home, seat belted into the front passenger seat of the truck like two orphans.  In years past, I have cut them in half, seeded, roasted, scooped the meat out, and simply froze the puree in bags. Last year, my Ziploc brand freezer bags leaked all over the freezer.  What a sticky mess.  It was time to change tactics and experiment.  This year I made the puree and then loaded the silicone sheets of the dehydrator and let it do its thing for a ridiculous number of hours. I then powdered the sheets and vacuum sealed the powder in jars.  From 15 pounds of squash I managed 1 qt of powder.  To re-hydrate, I simply add hot water to Tablespoons of powder until I get the consistency I want.

Another unexpected clearance find was at the hardware store. The heat apparently didn't put many in the decorating mood near the end of the month, and the plethora of mums left on display were showing signs of the one freezing night we had had, as well as just being tired, past peak bloom.  I had stopped at the hardware store for a new bolt, and saw one of those 4 foot square palette boxes in the parking lot greenhouse overflowing with pots of mums.  I asked the manager if they were headed for the distributor for credit, or if they were headed for the dumpster.  He said they were dumpster bound if I wanted them, it would save them room. DEAL!  I loaded up all my truck could carry. These were huge, in 10 inch pots and were about 18 inches across and mounded, every color imaginable.  I placed them on the brick wall at home and let them go to seed, harvested seed and trimmed them down to 3 inches.  The dormant plants I placed in the workshop to keep cool and watered through the winter for regrowth next spring, and the trimmings went to the front ditch where, HOPEFULLY, they'll self seed me some plants. 

Lots and lots of baking goes on this time of year, but as we are trying to behave a little more, I've cut back on that.  I did manage to finally perfect my soft, fluffy, bakery style, 100% whole wheat cinnamon rolls. Yes, I know, cinnamon rolls aren't healthy, but 100% whole wheat makes them a little better, plus after we all had one, I individually wrapped the rest and froze them for later.  That way we didn't eat the whole pan over two days.

More time outside meant more photography and painting this month too.  I cleaned my studio desk out and found some missing inks, and a second gorgeous paintbox from The Little Brass Box Company This one is filled with more earth tones for landscapes.  Miss MoneyPenny , bos #007,is my first box and is filled with primary brights, and is suited for all around painting. The newest box is #1007 and has been dubbed My Precious. Just look at those color samples. ::Drool:: These boxes are individually, handmade in true croft style, by one man, out of brass in the UK.  They are the ultimate gift for the serious hobbyist or professional artist. They are a lifetime purchase and are heirloom quality. I can't say enough about these amazing paintboxes or the workmanship that goes into each and every one of them. (not paid to say this.)

Along the lines of art, kind of, I'll move onto the sewing room.  The new giant cutting table has been a God send. (remember she's from a church LOL)  Having a huge table that if fully covered in cutting mat, that is the right height and I can move all around to work has been amazing.  I'm still working on the body double sewing dummy from bootstrap, kind of.  I finished the first one, made from pique knit, and the measurements are correct, but even as low stretch as the knit is, it is too soft.  I don't feel like the padding is solid enough to dress the dummy and get any quality support out of it.  The bustline also didn't look right and the shoulder height certainly wasn't.  SO back to the drawing board.  I redrafted the pattern and sewed it all over again with cotton duck cloth.  The zero stretch of duckcloth will allow me to stuff the dummy and achieve the correct measurements for draping garments. (no photos yet)

 

I also completed several holiday gifts which, I'll show in December, after they're opened.  No spoilers. haha.

On a trip to the little thrift store I purchased two wool coats for $4 each. Yes, that says FOUR dollars.  They were on clearance as no one wanted them for the month they had been on display.  They were both from the 50s, Edinburgh. Both were pristine, inside and out, but the thread holding them together had dry rotted.  I brought them home and deconstructed them for their wool, which I have been making mittens from.  I couldn't let that vintage Scottish wool go to the dump!

With glorious weather I also took the opportunity to finally install a clothesline.  I've wanted one since we moved here. I just didn't know where to put it.  I finally remembered that my great-grandmother had hers right out the backdoor, running along the sidewalk to her garage.  Deal.  Good enough for her, good enough for me.  Two 4x4x4s, 4 bags of concrete, two deep holes, and some paint later and, tada!, it's a clothesline. 

Of course with a new clothesline, I needed a pin holder.  My mom had one that was made from a small hanger and a baby dress of mine that was stitched across the bottom, it still hangs in her laundry room, unused.  For lack of usable baby clothing, I made my own. BACK to the sewing studio. I traced the hanger for the top part of the bag, and drew straight down and made box corners at the bottom.  I also lined the bottom with a piece of stiff cardboard.  The hole was traced with a saucer, and simply sandwiched between some thin bias tape, top stitched. A fast and easy project. 

November critter report

Suzie is finally as up to speed as she'll ever be. Her back knees will always be weak, when she pulls on a leash or slips, she just sits down. The downside is that her months of lower, recovery activity put the pounds back on, even with being on prescription fat dog, dog food.  So now she's on the same food with no treats, and even tinier rations.  A beagle on a diet is such a joy, but she's getting the hang of it. And with the lovely weather, she and I have been able to take ridiculously long walks to both the state park to check to make the sure squirrels are still up all the trees, and to snort down every ground squirrel hole in our own pasture.

The hens are finally in full molt, but the weather is warm.  Usually they are naked and pin cushions and braving freezing temperatures.  Here is Delmar, sporting a partially grown in, partially falling out hairdo.

With the lake still in liquid form, the bald eagles are still here fishing.  Here is a lovely one above the house, looking down at the laundry, fresh on the line.

The cattle are due to leave at the end of the month, or maybe in December with this weather.  This years calves look great, even Butterscotch.  This was a great herd, no escapes, and they only knocked the electric fence down once, at the end of the month, when the urge for sweet green grass (mine) was stronger than the voltage from the fence.

As for the noodle necks, they're doing their thing.  They eat, sleep, dust bathe, fight, sleep, and keep us constantly entertained. Their fleece is now at the mill and should be back by February.  I love this unfiltered shot.  The red maple was fully in its late Autumn colors when we finally froze.  It lost all its crimson coat in one morning.  We hope you are all well. Thank you for visiting again. Until December (Just WAIT until you see what follows me home in December.)