the tame side of deer

Mr. Bejos scored a few free passes to our local Deer Farm, a strange but rather entertaining "farm" of a wide array of non native animals now living in Northern Arizona. 
Camels, reindeer, wombats, marmoset, pigs, goats, peacocks, and (of course) deer.

When you enter the gates, armed with a cupful of deer feed, you are immediately swarmed by herds of deer who are well trained to know that the tourists who enter with cups = food. You are suddenly transformed to the pied piper of deer. To be perfectly honest I didn't love the too close contact with these deer. No Disney moments of Snow White with the forest animals for this mama. Bejos boy enjoyed himself well enough, even though we were charged by one angry reindeer.

the epitome of fall

Harvest

Bejos boy dirtied himself up digging up our meager potato crop and picking our green, green tomatoes. They just never turn red here in our neck of the woods.

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.