Night before Art Tour

Here we go....tomorrow is the first day of the Fall Art Tour. The preparations have been going on for months. Don's workshop area is totally inundated with my STUFF!

I went out to the green shed looking for something to use for displays and found these three small nets that would be a great compliment to the large net I set up over Don's work area earlier this month. Hey! We have a theme going now! Stars and angels shall adorn.

The ladder is decked out to hold the Moravian star display.

The jewelry display. Necklaces, bracelets and earrings. 

Don even put a price tag on the trappers canoe. It was built in the late 40's and was used in the bottoms during the winter trapping season. A flat bottom that was easy to drag over the ice--from either direction.

The young roosters (as yet unnamed) are getting pretty big and are trying out their new lives. Chasing hens, and trying to do a proper cockadoodle-doooo are their main interests. Their voices are in the process of changing and we have been chuckling about the "tin horns" going off in the yard. Wilted sounding wails have been building to a feeble rooster crow.  Each day they get a little stronger so one of these mornings we should have a real start-of-the-day COCKADOODLE DOOOOO! 

Their other interest--that in the multitude of females,  has been a work in progress also. The older hens are still chasing them off the feed piles so I don't think they will have success soon in that department either. Doesn't stop them from thinking about it though.

Believe

I believe the Fall Art Tour is just around the corner! The first weekend in October---1, 2, 3 from 10 a.m. to 5 p.m. 

I believe I have lots of glass, art, jewelry and lampshades for the event but I always get to this point and wish I had more to offer.

I believe folks will enjoy the tour and the changing fall leaves.

I believe I have lots more to do in the next few days.

I believe I will survive.

I believe I had better get out to the studio and get busy! Right now!

Don't Believe What You See

I was just visiting my blog and deciding what to write about when I was dismayed to see Russ Feingold's face in the google ad box. GOOD GRIEF! I DON'T PICK THESE ADS and I am going to find out how to get political ads blocked!

Just FYI----Where's the TEA PARTY when I need it?!

There. Now it's a nice Chevy ad.

Death and a Mutant

Talk about disappointing. I've been watching the chrysalis every day and it just seemed stalled out. There was a reason for that. Yesterday I noted that a small hole had been chewed into the top and the developing butterfly was no longer viable. Drat. We were looking forward to a lovely monarch to hatch from Catfish Corner. Then I discovered, to top it off, one of the barred rock hens decided to die which added to the cheery mood.

Exercise seemed in order so I went out to the garden and dug up pails full of potatoes. Now that's a treasure hunt--for gold. Yukon Gold to be exact! I have some huge beauties and lots of "small potatoes", too. The reds are plentiful as are the russets. I still have lots more to dig, but they can hold on for awhile. The tomatoes and peppers are winding down but I managed to fill a couple more pails. After awhile, Don and Helga came out to check on me and I suggested they go back for the truck to haul home the bounty.

In years past, I have always highlighted what I call the "Mutant of the Year". It's usually in the carrot or radish department and I was tickled to find this diminutive example to present as this year's winner. Isn't she cute?!

Mutant of the Year  - 2010

Chrysalis Update

It's getting darker and more transparent.