Hope everyone had a safe and happy Thanksgiving!
The landscape is looking pretty dreary off the front porch this morning. The leaves are now just a memory and we move into the dark season of winter. Many mornings the fog is thick and this morning was no exception. You can see the mist rising off Toe Creek at the bottom of the holler.
And in an hour or two it just got worse. O Wise One was out hunting in this and came in early. He says this is the kind of weather a person can get shot in no matter how much orange you wear.
Things have been pretty quiet on the homestead. We enjoyed a quiet Thanksgiving and Friday we watched the two grandbabies while our oldest daughter got her Christmas shopping done. The grands were nice enough to leave behind their colds with us and we are fighting those now. Saturday was O Wise One's birthday.
O Wise One is preparing to pull up his traps for the year. He is having a horrible time with the cold. Remember when he burned his hands last year. Seems as if there was some nerve damage and now they are extremely painful when they get cold. It is so bad that he is talking giving up trapping for good after doing it for almost 55 years.
We are working on housecleaning in preparation for putting up the Christmas tree this week and preparing all the animal pens for the first snow they are predicting by the end of the week. I did manage to make it over to visit my Amish neighbors and do some shopping at the store to stock up. And I continue to watch for those baking supplies as they go on sale for the holidays. We have walnuts to crack and pick out for the freezer and a few of the last spring turkeys to butcher. We are going to grind them and freeze the meat. O Wise One is also finishing up his deer hunting for the year but is trying for one more doe before season closes.
The seed catalogs have begun trickling in and I have already started quilting so winter has officially begun for me.
There hasn't been a whole lot to blog about so how about I open up the floor for questions. Surely there must be something you want to ask!
Blessings from The Holler
The Canned Quilter