Mother on a Broomstick Talks

 December is here again and like most of this fall, it's creepily not cold.  Rainy and windy, yes, and occasionally foggy, but according to the Farmer's Almanac, it won't get really cold until after the first of the year.  If you could say a prayer for those in Washington who are being flooded out, they surely could use it. I planted some nasturtiums among my veggies this year   and they went crazy.  They've stopped blooming, but the leaves look great in what's usually two dirt beds in the winter.  I also have some volunteers that showed up in the pepper pots.  It looks pretty cool even with the slightly chewed leaf.  What looks like frost is actually dew. I haven't been good or even marginal about writing here for a long time.  However, this year (starting a little early for '26) I want to finish some UFOs.  The truth is that I'm a good starter, but not always such a great finisher.  For some, I just stopped to make something that ...

                                             It's already the third week of August and I really don't know how we got here so fast.  Life is just flying by.  Not only that, but I forgot to take meat out of the freezer this morning so we may be having pancakes for dinner tonight.  Luckily, Sweet Husband doesn't complain about our occasional episodes of breakfast for dinner.       Right at the moment, my usual blogging area on our website tells me that it's having technical difficulties.  I don't know if it can be fixed, but I don't have time to call them today to figure it out.  For the time being, I'll just talk from here.       It actually tried to rain today which is unusual for August around here.  It turned out to be barely a mist and we are assured that 90 degree weather is on the way since school starts n...