This “language” gives me unpleasant feelings.

This much color at the end of November feels like a bonus.

I love my on-demand smorgasbord of hot peppers of all shapes, sizes, colors, flavors, and heat levels. This was one day’s ration for me. I won’t love it so much in February as I’m starting seeds once more.

Happy Thanksgiving even though I’ve been up since 3:15am. I won’t even cook until afternoon and then just for two.

When I finally get to go out to the greenhouse, there’d better be enough greens for a sudden Thanksgiving work potluck frittata plus actual after work dinner (we like colcannon instead of regular mashed). I think it’s possible but may be a stretch.

I went to feed horses, and the Percheron was curled up, napping on the ground. She was dreaming about eating - moving her lips. She startled and jumped up, galloping off while frantically whinnying. I would love to know what that dream was about - I’ve never seen her do this!

I just accidentally and organically invented another band name. “Extremely resilient pizzas”.

I brake for town pounds. This one is near Lebanon, CT.

I started this sauce last year, basically, because I saved seeds from 2024. I picked tons of 2025 peppers and fermented them with onion and garlic. Today I finally blended it… it’s HOT, bright, and plentiful. It will probably last a year. I actually have too many peppers for the first time ever.

A very pretty morning at Old Slater Mill

I have a life-changing tip for anyone who lives in a place with frost. I just used this for the first time myself: keep windshield washing spray bottle in the house. I sprayed each section of my windshield / windows ONE TIME and my truck is all clear. Magic! No scraping or waiting for it to warm.

This morning I caught myself almost scooping coffee straight into the compost. Just now I tried to sip a SLIP OF PAPER - lifted it to my lips. It was -near- my water bottle.

@tmbg.love six furry friends here.

#tmbg.love @tmbg.love Horses are listening in, literally! They’re munching breakfast in the sun.

(Click to see whole image) Just noticed this - phew, I HATE when my almonds aren’t under warranty. I’m surprised I haven’t gotten a call about extending this yet, you know, for my protection.

Pico de gallon that I picked and made in the 15 minutes between work and dinner. There are 5 kinds of tomatoes and 4 kinds of hot peppers in it - but not really spicy ones.

Second time ever seeing northern lights - backyard view was pretty good. I think I could have seen more green if I got past the trees in the lower left.

As the kids say, these hit different in November. Hopefully the plants survived last night.

It has been an intensely Monday-flavored Monday. There was work, insurance issues of multiple types, miserable weather, workmen showing during in the 31 seconds I was outside in Muppets pajamas and a ratty bathrobe, and more. Why didn’t I at least put on work overalls?

Day trip to the far west Berkshires

Scary images of working cats and their prey. Viewer discretion is (not) advised.

Today my horse stretched out of her stall and quietly stole a full watering can without spilling any. I have no idea why she needed that. Then I went to a store and the cashier informed me that a 50 cent item rang up as $1 because of “taxes”. OK.

Now I am grateful that people here finally taught me to use Bluesky and I won’t miss so much of what I want to see.

Thankful that we finally have heat in the nick of time - 28 degrees last night. The pellet stove had 2 issues, but the tech only found 1 and we had to take care of the other the next day. I will procrastinate on checking the greenhouse. I won’t bother looking at the low temp, just what survived.

My hand has hurt and been really tender today. I keep checking out these tiny old cuts to see if there’s a reason “they” are doing this. I finally looked harder, and there’s a nice hematoma (hard to see with lousy iPad camera) further down. Okay, that makes more sense, but I feel stupid.

Just referred to bread as a “block of soup” FYI

In less than an hour between work and dinner, I made pancakes and banana bread from scratch (using this plain unsweetened yet sweet yogurt) and reheated leftovers from yesterday (pasta with homegrown tomato sauce and squash). Phew.

Does anyone else frequently try to scoop coffee with the scoop upside down (I can’t see inside the container)? Just me?

A cat bed made of a cat. Good thing they have no personal space requirements.

Purring, snoring, snuggled so that it’s hard to tell where one starts and the other ends…

This plain yogurt is inedibly sweet, despite no added sweetener or sugar. I’ve never encountered this before. What the heck can I do with it? I usually use it as a sour cream fill-in and I don’t like fruit/granola/yogurt situations. Maybe it’ll be okay in pancakes, but I have a pound to use.

I didn’t know we were getting a hard freeze. Outdoor plants were covered, but it was really windy… so the squash plant actually froze. This is the last couple of pounds of baby trombocino I salvaged, AKA dinner. Not bad for 11/2! Zucchini is alive in the greenhouse - just not getting pollinated.

Having a Hallow’s Eve superhot pepper (need to go pick it - black and orange!) with my leftover pizza and lentil soup (as one does) before heading to a friend’s to hand out candy. They get trick or treaters - we get none (except the horses who do expect candy and will get some).

“I have a leg on the upstairs of my body” is another wacko thing I said today. You might refer to it as an “arm”.

One of our local libraries offers produce that is freely available to anyone, so I have a few pounds of just-picked tomatoes for them.

It is difficult to work when there is a Vivid Situation (tm) with a zip tie happening under your seat. Does this cat know that zip ties are not very prey like? Or that he’s 15.5 years old?

Making sauce from tomatoes that I started from seeds from last year’s tomatoes (that I started from seed) still seems magical.

We came around the corner and couldn’t believe how intense the red was - everywhere. We’re out there twice a week, but this just popped the other day.

“Gravel cannolis” just came out of my mouth. What did I mean, anyone? You get a point if you can figure it out.

I’ve been struggling to separate two stacked homemade and previously frozen pancakes for a while. Finally I just set them to toast and figured I’d solve that later. Yeah, it turns out it’s ONE THICK PANCAKE. Explains a few things.

This blissful face cracks me up and makes me jealous at the same time.

Oh, to be a purring circle cat in the sun.

I wish I could share the intoxicating aroma of the roasted salsa I’ve got going. It includes are 10 kinds of peppers and tomatoes that I picked this morning (plus garlic and onions).

Providence on a beautiful day

My own neighborhood

Some scenes from autumn in RI

Statler totally shocked me by doing his signature “roww” and lightly slapping my leg as he walked by, hooking a claw in my leggings. He was mad that dinner quick enough, but he hasn’t done this since he was Angry Boi. This is also a classic Sparkles thing to do - she definitely gave them a manual.

Is that freaking thunder on top of the chilling rain and high winds?!