Juarez has slowly begun to forgive me for dropping him last week~I'm not used to cats clawing me when I pick them up, so it was startling and he got dumped on the floor. (He landed on his feet, so it wasn't that traumatic.)
Still keeps an eye on me to make sure I don't do that again.
Guess I lost my spot in bed.
A large pot of soup is simmering, bread is garlicked and buttered, and the afternoon light is slanting in. A bit of October peace.
That platter for the pumpkin looks like a ship's wheel... um, not a steering wheel, I suppose, and not a rudder, but you know what I mean.
ReplyDeleteThe last picture is very Still Life With Pie Pumpkins.
Good eye! It is a ship's wheel & the spokes are various cheese knives. Also works at a trivet.
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