This fall has been crazy in Denver. Our average first frost date is September 10-20 (depending on where you look), but we didn’t get a real frost until this week…over month later than expected! We have of course enjoyed these late veggies, and here is the evidence.
Joel’s brother, wife, and their daughter visited us last weekend, so here are pictures of our niece chowing down on some of the quart of cherry tomatoes we picked.
Since I knew the frost was hitting this week, I spent some time on Monday picking the last tasty treats despite the cold, gusting wind. The cherry tomatoes are ripening nicely, but I don’t have high hopes for the peppers and tomatoes that weren’t remotely beginning to ripen.
Otherwise, I’m just hoping to keep a few of the herbs going as long as possible.
If you don’t live in the city, you may not be familiar with street sweeping. Once a month, our side of the street is “swept”, so we move our car to the other side. On the previous day, the other side is swept, so they move theirs to our side. This has gone pretty well, except for the 2 times we’ve gotten tickets. Oops. I won’t go into it, but one of them was not our fault!
Anyway, I went out to get the car last week on street sweeping day. Like a good girl, I had moved it to the other side. I noticed something under my windshield wiper, and to my shock, this is what I found:
1. This appears to be from one of the only neighbors on our block we have been unable to meet. We’ve made brief attempts, but he seemed to thwart us.
2. I believe he is incorrect in stating that we essentially have assigned parking places…on the street. Besides, our block always has plenty of parking.
3. Apparently our tax dollars reserve said parking place for us. Who knew?
4. I guess us parking there once created a “problem,” as described on the back of the note.
Overall, we were quite surprised to receive a note like this. It makes us sad for this person, as I guess he must be pretty unhappy to write a note like that. We probably won’t live in this house too much longer, but maybe we can build a bridge sometime.
Well, the garden is still producing a bit here and there. Last week, I got these lovely items:
Tonight, I picked a zucchini and 3 more butternut squashes. The cherry tomatoes have slowed down, but they are still producing some nice ones. We don’t have a freezing night in the forecast, so that is great, but we shall see… Update: Although the low is only 43 tonight, we do have a frost advisory, so I better work on that tonight.
When we found out our good friends Joseph and Courtney were expecting, I knew I wanted to make them something. I made the patchwork ball for Ethan and Carla last year, so I wasn’t sure what I should make from my extremely limited sewing repertoire. I guess it had to be something new. I must have been feeling ambitious when I decided to make a little baby quilt (or “quiltette” as I dubbed it). As I have zero quilting skills, this was quite a project for me. I tried to make it as simple as possible, using only squares from charm packs instead of making blocks.
When it came time to quilt, I figured I’d just do it by hand since I didn’t know what I was doing. I practiced on a scrap piece, and it was awful! Apparently hand stitching needs some practice. I also practiced machine quilting, but it wasn’t working either. Per the internets, I needed a walking foot for my machine, and that was just the trick. I just traced the lines of the squares on the face to quilt it, and I didn’t make too many mistakes. Finally, I bound it (on the airplane to Nashville) and was done!
I’m not up for any quilting projects any time soon, but I’m glad I did it. See this post for a picture of baby Noland!
PS – Props to Anna Maria Horner’s Seams to Me: 24 New Reasons to Love Sewing for helping me assemble and bind the quilt!
After visiting the Matterhorn during our 2007 trip to Switzerland, there was no question about visiting Little Matterhorn in Rocky Mountain National Park when we found out about it in my Colorado Scrambles: Climbs Beyond the Beaten Path book.
The real Matterhorn:
This time, we wouldn’t just see it, we would make the point to climb it! The hike starts out at the popular Bear Lake trailhead. Our guide book had us exiting the trail near Lake Helene to approach the mountain. We kept commenting that Little Mattherhorn looked nothing like the real deal…and from this approach, it really didn’t.
After boulder and talus hopping for a couple hours, we finally reached the third class ridge.
We were in complete solitude until we met up with a couple nice guys on the ridge. They were kind enough to snap a picture of us on their decent and email it to us! Thanks Dan!
The ridge only took around thirty minutes in each direction. The summit is really just a big cairn at the end of the ridge. The most exciting part of the climb was a tight chimney (probably class 4) right before the summit. I don’t think Lauren was too excited! Note from Lauren: This was a fake smile because I had just gotten my leg stuck!
Happy on the summit!
By the time we reached the parking lot, we had been hiking/climbing for 9+ hours! Thanks to my great wife for being a champ! We ended the day with some great thai food in Boulder and crashed when we got home.
P.S. After doing a little research, I found a picture of Little Matterhorn from Odessa Lake, and it looked much more like the real deal from that angle. Photo Credits: Andrew Mace on Flickr