And All At Once...

 ...summer collapsed into fall.  (Oscar Wilde)

That's pretty much how it happened.

I spent the better part of the past week at the lake.  When I first arrived, one could catch glimpses of trees that had turned overnight...apparently too shy to change into their autumn attire while anyone was watching.

But each day, it seemed more and more of the less shy decided to don their dress for their final farewell dance with Summer.

The weather was moody for most of the time I was there.  The wind whipped the lake into white-capped tips, and the pines that normally whisper moaned in protest.

The day I left, however, the wind relented, the pines sighed in relief, and the lake returned to her placid self.

I was surprised to find that there was even more autumn gala preparations being done here in Nod than North of Nod.

Little to no progress has been made on the Beast. Or anything for that matter.

I did comment to some that the only thing I have accomplished recently was putting together a jar of werewolf fur...which prompted some raised eyebrows. (Well...ok, questions....I couldn't see their eyebrows.)  So, I am supposing an explanation is in order...and here goes:

A while back, I had an auction selling group on FB.  Mine was a bit different as it had a storyline, each auction had a "theme," and each item had a "storied" description.  In its heyday, it was quite popular...and I made/repurposed several things to sell. When I once sold a dead snake, my husband said "too bad you can't sell dog hair." (Snowdog sheds horribly.)

Challenge accepted.

To be fair....two separate vets concur that Snowdog is part wolf...so the "wolf" part isn't truly an untruth.

I really can't say how many of these I have made...each different of course...but a bunch.  I hadn't done one for a while, but someone who had one of my first ones asked for another, and Snowdog had wolf fur to spare....

So there you have it.