Thursday, October 27, 2022

C of the W, October, puzzle farewell

Yesterday's walk was a great October golden adventure, best October ever


Complete with a whole new highly colored explosion of chicken of the woods, same location but I think a new fungus, much bigger, many layers, appeared since the day before. The camera didn't pick up the brilliant orange colors 


Vintage stuff. Not a mast year this year, few acorns or nuts, but evidently a great bracket fungus year. I'd like to try Sally Pointer's acorn coffee but that may be for another year.

The flock of  yellow rump warblers is still around, plenty of insects in the warm damp weather. Despite sheer curtains, one hit the window but bounced off and kept going.

Meanwhile celebrate what's at hand. Today I'm off to offer the completed Parrot Puzzle to the library for its borrowing collection, and check out another one, preferably fully interlocking, no sneaky bits. No parrots either.

Today's Haggard Hawks is a nine letter word starting HE, ending AT. I guessed hempcheat, one who escapes hanging, which is far too niche, turns out it's much more common, oh well. You try it  

And here's to knitters


Happy day everyone, enjoy whichever season your hemisphere is in.  



21 comments:

  1. Heartbeat?
    What beautiful photos you took! It's been a beautiful October here, too.
    And I do love that painting.

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  2. I love the pictures of the Chicken in the Woods! And, I am jealous of your colorful trees. Ours turn muddy brown and fall off - no pretty color.

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    1. I guess you're not getting the touch of frost needed to turn color.

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  3. It has been a good autumn in a lot of places, apparently.

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  4. A very long time ago and for a very short period of time I worked with a man on a construction site. He would reply, "I'll have that for you in a heartbeat."
    :)

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  5. You are better than I at word games, yes to both guessers.

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  6. I too love autumn and autumn colours. I know spring is ever hopeful but I like the drama of autumn.

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  7. LOL, hempcheat! That's a new one to me. Your autumn colors are spectacular! A perfect October day is hard to beat (which rhymes with heat, which was my very uncreative answer to the puzzle).

    That chicken of the woods looks good enough to eat (if one were brave enough). How interesting its resurgence.

    (That wartime knitter reminds me to say that The Rose Code was a very interesting read. Thank you and Ms. Moon for the recommendation).

    Chris from Boise

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  8. Fall is gone over here. Leaves are off the trees, we've had several hard frosts so nothing is left but dead foliage. Yours is prettier than our was anyway. No word games for me!

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    1. Wait till you see the current puzzle. No jungle, no damn parrots..

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  10. Balaclavas were still highly desired in all the damn wars between WWI and Iraq. We called our local Army reserve unit, which has as a volunteer the brother of a dear friend. We knew Frank was being deployed. His knowledge of balaclavas didn't go past the average dislike of the thin, scratchy standard issue. We have him a brief overview of the valiant knitters who held knit-ins to produce balaclavas, scarves, mittens, and many more items required. We sent him to Iraq with a couple of balaclavas in wool, knit with the Army standard pattern. And then a letter came from Frank, who was the purchasing agent of his unit. His balaclavas were gone to pilots, who needed them worse, but every guy on the front needed one as much. The Army's rate was bla, bla, bla, and would we supply a lot? To which we responded we would supply as many as we could, and they would be free of charge.
    So Mom and Jan and I knit away and supplied four or five a month. I felt a little bad about it; if I had been a real "patriot" I would have started a guild to do nothing else. We sent word along to our old guild in Lake County (Ohio) and I'm sure they did something.
    Those women of the World Wars were the real heroes. No internet, no email. At least by WWII they had duplicating machines. But I hope some day someone will write the real story of the women across the country who held weekend sit in's on the Boston Commons, and many across the nation to supply the troop's requirements .

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    1. Joanne this story needs to be highlighted in your own blog. It's more than just a comment. It's important social history.

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  11. PS - Yellow-rumped warblers at the birdbath here this afternoon, on the other side of the continent. None have (yet) bounced off the window...

    Chris from Boise

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  12. You're on the western flyway, I think. Same species, different pathway.

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  13. Perfect painting. A you knitting socks woukd be nice.

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  14. The trees here have been incredible this year, particularly the ones north of here. Wish we could have taken a drive north but Resident Chef's sciatica curtails those sorts of trips now.
    The name chicken of the woods - makes me wonder if those particular ones are edible. Not that I'm about to try them to see. Puffballs and morells, yes, but that's as far as I'm willing to go.

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  15. They're definitely edible and I'm told they're unique, no lookalikes to beware of. I'm not up for picking any fungi, even puffballs though. I'm a chicken of the walkers!

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    1. Around here morels are protected, so though I know where they're to be found, I won't pick, nor say where. Not in my neighborhood though.

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