get happy!!

How could one be anything but with so many apples?

apples!

I love apples.  So much.  And fall is their time to shine.

October was the month of the funk — and not in a good way — and my sister gently reminded me the other day that I was becoming something of a drag.  An espeically worrywartish grandmother might have been mentioned.  It’s time to turn this around, people.

All of that to say, I went to the farmers’ market downtown last weekend and bought lots of apples.  Then I finally tracked down the giant map of Tennessee in Bicentennial Park and wondered anew at the weirdness tucked away in unlikely corners all over Nashville.

apples!

It was a busy week and these guys — 4 varieties I think: Cortland, Winesap, Arkansas Blacks, and one I’m forgetting — had to hang out in the fridge.  But today, oh today, they will achieve their destiny and be united with much butter, cinammon, and flour.

Because fall is here, though it feels like winter, and I’m going to a botanical garden tonight despite the frost … and apple crisp just might be the perfect thing to come home to and read with.

Speaking of perfection …

terra

Terra is shaping up nicely.  I love the pattern: it’s so intuitive and only 2 rows of purling (per 10-row repeat) produces a lovely, simple bit of texture.  I’m almost to the lace border, and truly can’t wait to get this off the needles and around my neck.

terra

terra

Happy weekend!