lumberjack

The nighttime temps are plummeting here in AZ, while the daytime temps are warm enough for shorts and sunhats. What's not to love about autumn?

Backcountry

Mr bejos spent last weekend hiking this

On my needles

It has been a long time since I picked up my knitting needles or, in this case, my crochet hook. Time has been elusive.
This weekend Mr. Bejos snuck away into the wilds of Southern UT for a backpacking trip and I was able to make some serious progress on school work and crocheting. Did I gain extra time? Not quite. The only change was that I had blissfully quiet hours that I didn't even have to talk to another individual. Now don't get me wrong... I missed the heck out of Mr. Bejos and this whole single parent thing is for the birds...but I have not had uninterrupted quite time in a long, long time.

The pattern is the same from this post, but the yarn is another failed on-line purchase of orange yarn. This is a little too peachy for my liking, although as the blanket grows so too does the color grow on me. Nonetheless this blanket is most likely heading to the silent auction for my school next weekend. That is if it is completed by then.

If you had told me even 3 short years ago that this trio of childhood friends would be married and fathers I would have had a hard time not laughing out loud.
But here they are and fantastic husbands and fathers they have each become.

back...by popular demand

As most of you know the bejos clan is not a Facebook family, although I have been known to log in with mama bejos' password, and cruise around to see pics of weddings, babies and other special occasions that happen in our very large extended family. Apparently today I missed a post by my  Great Aunt Sid, but I did receive both an email and a screenshot text cuing me in on her advice.

Well Aunt Sid, I could not agree more.

Here are a couple of pics from last weekend (and yes I know we are knocking on the door of this weekend) when some very good friends were in town attending the Pickin' In the Pines bluegrass festival. Fun, fun, fun.

 

couldn't get the video to rotate 

or more honestly I didn't spend the time to figure out how to

my gardener

Earlier this summer, on a day devoted to yard work during bejos boy's nap, mr. bejos and I went our separate ways to tackle projects. I stumbled upon him weeding my herb garden telling me how good gardening was "for the chi". Of course his good chi was ripping out my baby zinnias, all except for one lone survivor.
This single pink bloom.

Labor Day Weekend

Thank goodness for long weekends.
We squeezed in a night under the stars, worked in the garden, went to the county fair and accomplished many other tasks including unexpected glitches like repair the broken dryer, ugh.
The fair was definitely the highlight.