Walking the dog Sunday afternoon in my tweed jacket I realized that what divides me from nearly all of my neighbors is encapsulated by the fact that I put on nice clothes when I’m not working.

Meanwhile, a pizza. There has been a lot of pizza this fall, in part because with the kids off to college bread doesn’t get eaten and I have to do something with the sourdough. I keep fiddling with it, but this one was really good. 🍞

Some days this is what the wood gives you.

New “desk sleigh” of a design I make occasionally, when I find the right size antique glasses cheap. It’s intended for pens and pencils and whatnot, but it also makes a pretty good little triple vase.

I had good intentions for mbnov, but I am giving myself license to bail on it early.

Oh, wait…

So, this idea of pitchers “combining for a no-hitter.” It seems to me like running a marathon as a relay: nice and all, but not nearly the same as doing it yourself.

I know this isn’t a word, but it would make a great brand name for a short-lived 1890s brand of breakfast cereal.

Bought a half bushel of Macintosh apples from the farmers’ market Monday, canned 13 pints of applesauce and 12 half-pint jars of apple butter, and still have a few apples left. Quite the feast, if you like apples. Now I just need some good bread and Schmierkaes…

The figure in the mind remains elusive,
The seat-shape here and there a tad obtrusive,
But were a chair more easily extrusive,
The making it would be far less amusive.

Upon an eve so dreary, damp, and gray
As Jack o’ lanterns left Thanksgiving Day,
Umbrella’d ninjas, candy cognoscenti,
Leave us only Nerds and Good ‘n’ Plenty.