Sign of the Times

It comes on so suddenly, doesn't it?  The changing of the seasons.  One minute we're enjoying some very late, very anticipated, and very appreciated Summer weather, and the next...on to the Autumn thing. 

In roll the nasty colds, the heavy rain...

On comes the heat, the fire of an evening...

Into the cupboards and freezer go all 40 pounds of tomatoes, in the form of sauce, salsas, and relish...

Out of closets come the rain coats and gumboots...

Away into storage go the shorts...and out come the longs...

And best of all, out come the knitting needles, the project plans, the yarn (over)purchasing...

Oh, and hey, what have we here?  A little package arrived, for me, you say?

Oooo, the package is from Quince & Co?  (Picture me rubbing my hands together, fiendishly.)  What could it be?  (As if I don't know!)

 Seven skeins of Chickadee, in lichen?  Oh, baby!

Got a wee project going for myself, which came in nice and handy with the cold that put me somewhat out of commission for the last four days.  The genevieve pullover is one I've been eying for quite some time, but was unsure of my abilities.  Turns out, I'm doing just fine so far.  And I love, love, love Quince & Co's yarn, it's gorgeous.

With all this productivity going down, round these parts, I'm starting to get an itch to make sweaters for the whole gang for Christmas...(The gang refers to my immediate peeps, just so you know!)  Crazy?  Yes?  I do so love a good mission though...

What's your mission today?