Filler

Literally. I really want to post about hiking the A.T. with my friend and the dogs. Great hike, spectacular views, shocking wildlife encounters ending in fear, pain, and death (don't worry, we're all ok now). But I'm waiting to get the photos we took to use in the post, it just wouldn't be the same without them. So in the meantime I'm going to post something non-fiber related just so you don't think I've given up on my blog, and that I do more with my life than just knit and spin.

I made pickled beets, from beets we grew in the garden. I steamed them to help retain their color, then roughly chopped them, added the pickle (the vinegar solution used for pickling), and stuffed them in jars. Woot! I always hoped we'd grow enough beets to can them. Pickle is a funny word. I used a pickle to pickle some pickles. hahaha.

For those of you following my Facebook life, you know about my hysteria over the "Sense. This picture makes none" image. Every time I look at it I start laughing. Really look at it. Look at what he's doing, where he is, who he is. --- There I go, laughing out loud again.