Harvest time

Here’s Lucy Pants supervising some drawer clean-out on a rainy Sunday.

Did I need ten pecan saplings? No. Gonna be a big weekend at Privet Acres, nonetheless.

Sunset: Privet Acres

Probably around 6 inches all told in Stewart County. Nobody’s going anywhere for a while.

Nor here.

I’m relieved and overjoyed to report that I passed the national registry EMT exam this morning, culminating a process that was, from end to end, one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I think it was my lucky socks 😊.

Moon set, Stewart Co.

Favorite Christmas present and it’s not close.

The annual muffuletta making has commenced. The tapenade has been marinating since last night.

How it started/how it’s going, semi feral cat edition.

Latest and longest fall I can remember this year

At the firehouse today for a rotation. One of the dudes’ parents brought the stuff and made a big vat of jambalaya.

On one hand, I’m sad for Betty Jo because she’s stuck in a thrift mall booth in Columbus, GA, presumably because there are no sisters left to hold her picture dear. On the other hand, Betty Jo is clearly a baller, and I may go back this weekend and pick her up off waivers.

For the past 4.5 months, I’ve been in an EMT class. Today, I’m riding an ambulance for the first time, doing clinicals. It is awe-inspiring and really serves to remind me how much we all have in common. Pics are on a run to the training field—no patients involved.

Making pepper sauce out of late-season yard ingredients this afternoon. These will be Christmas presents for folks’ winter greens.