Spinning Space Monkey

Esther finished spinning her wool on a spindle into this pile of yarn (below, on her knee). She said the widths vary so much it's hard to knit, but the results at last night's Sewing look terrific.

 The space monkey's astronaut outfit proceeds, and, with the help of the Sewing Group, monkey now has a name: 

Lieutenant Monkey Tom Portay. 

(Much remains to be done, however, to make Lt. Portay space-safe.)

Happy Fall Equinox! 

You can see the elm tree outside the window is starting to change color, and this morning I saw a flock of Canada geese flying south.
Fall is my favorite season, so I'm fine with that.

It's also still Yom Kippur until sunset today, which, though I'm not Jewish, I like a lot:
 a block of time to practice forgiveness.
It's like the  Catholic sacrament of reconciliation (aka confession), but more active---maybe more like Steps 3 and 9 of the 12 steps programs: 
"Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves", and
"Made direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others".

And your reward, besides a fresh start, is... noodle kugel!
So, tonite's the night I'm finally going to make Crow's rice pudding, which is basically sweet noodle kugel, US Southern style.