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That would be four pears all together.

I went over to King Oak to watch a friend of mine from the internet compete in the horse trials there. She is competing well above the level I got to, back in the previous century when I was doing such things. I managed to record her dressage test and stadium jumping round, but the heavens opened just before her cross country ride and she retired when he felt slow and off. It was her birthday too – a discouraging way to have a birthday.

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I like these better – let the fabric do more work, and use less thread to suggest details.

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Red Kate photographed these eggplants yesterday, which I took as a challenge for today:

I think I have some work to do, but I have to admit I love those streaky eggplants beyond reason.

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Timna – the back ground is for you, because you are completely correct!

My eyeballs are like this: O.0 because they were dilated for an eye exam (distance unchanged, near needs more power) and I can't see anything yet. I am typing by guess and by golly.

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I bought two apples at the farm stand, one to eat and one to photograph. Because I was starving, and I couldn't wait to get home, and take a picture and then eat it.

It is a Macintosh – the first of the season. Hard, crisp, brightly flavored, streaked with a fine green. A lovely thing.

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I keep stubbing my toe on Aerin's absence, when I need to be paying better attention to Alice's continued presence. So. Alice started High School today, only a little twitchy, and actually remarkably cheerful considering the hour of the morning.

She has Latin, Bio, Writing, and Crazy Woman English with Homeric Epithets.

Next semester she's signed up for Geometry, Chem, World History, and some fluffy stuff on alternating days.

Nothing but good times ahead!

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burned my finger on the iron – it surprises me how much I use my left hand

spilled a tray of unfrozen ice cubes on myself and the floor when I went to get something cold to put on the burn

dropped every single spool of thread I picked up

tomorrow is the first day of school – I think I'll turn in now.

I wasn't sure what I was doing for this month, until Kate brought tomatoes for lunch. And photographed them. And after we fell about laughing at the things we could do with a dishtowel, and Alice's new exquisitly soft fleece and the world's cheapest Ott light (and Kate's camera and smarts) I knew EXACTLY what I wanted to do for September.

Because September is a month of harvest.

My plan, and I do have one, is to haunt the farmer's markets for the month. Which should be delicious.

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All of the August circles.

I am particularly proud of the collected-small-pieces circles. And I left the loose pieces on the beach.

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you can see my inspiration?