Earl came, delivered no more than some humidity and gusts of wind, and now is a memory.
Earl's passing to our east meant no clean-up (yippee!). Instead, I spent the holiday weekend cooking and baking for the upcoming Jewish New Year. Two gallons of chicken soup, one extra-large noodle kugel (a baked pudding), 3 extra-large fruit cobblers, a gallon of tzimmes (a traditional dish based on carrots or sweet potatoes or both), a brisket, and I'm still not done. DD#1 was supposed to bake for me but instead she broke a rib (persistent cough left over from a cold, if you want to know). She's on the mend, thank G-d, but I'm stuck with all the cooking and baking, plus animal tending. Not to mention I have a manuscript in production (meaning I have to play production editor for the journal so it can be published) and my VA merit grant application is due Thursday. Nothing like a little pressure, right?
I've still managed a bit of knitting. I made another kitchen towel (DH loves the first one; guess I'll be making more towels for a bit). This pattern is called the basket rib; yarn is Pisgah Yarn Peaches & Cream in Teal and Eggshell.
And I made good progress on DD#1's new hoodie; Back is done and armhole for the left front is complete as well. Since she doesn't want sleeves (I think; must double-check with her), it could well be finished by Sukkot (except for the zipper, which I have to order).
Must leave until next week. To all my readers, l'shanah tovah tikoseivu. May you be inscribed for a good year.