leaf change in the porkies
Spent the last day before my trip canning like a mad woman- salsa, dilly beans, and cleaning up the garden in case it freezes while I'm gone. Everything is double checked and packed to leave in the morning. Stella looks smug, and dogwoodboy's dog Oblio looks forlorn. I'm so excited I can hardly sit still. DWB is a little worried about me going so late in the season alone, our compromise is that I will hike in to a remote cabin in the porkies. Not sure why this strikes him as safer....usually I don't see a soul when at those cabins, but as long as he's ok, I'm ok. The forecast is for rain and more rain, so the cabin will be nice.