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My Jane O’Lantern for the Babes in Toyland window this year. These amorous kitties won third place.

Meow.

I love these crisp, delicious Autumn days and nights… The fog burning off to let the sun caress the glowing scarlet and gold embers of the deciduous trees and the blustering winds tossing the leaves about every which way. The punkins and squashes and soups. The harvest moon and the convocations of crows.

Kim asked me to do a bodypainting performance for the Little Red Studio’s Sensual Repast and Rita agreed to come be my canvas, so I covered her in leaves and crows rejoicing in the copper moon.

More leaves blowing about her back..

Yum. Then we got to feast on Kim’s delicious Repast. Scrumptious punkin soup, phat crab cakes and meltingly luscious lamb legs.. I had to run home after the main course to hang with my kiddo, so I missed the Erotic Haunted House and dessert, but it was a lovely evening, nonetheless.

Mmmm…

Flickr’d set here.

This is one hilariwacky pet store!

Link via Rachael-who just chatted me from NYC to tell me about the foot fetishest who accosted her on the street purportedly to ask for directions, only to try to pursuade her to let him give her a foot massage. Gah.

Creepy foot worshippers notwithstanding, she loves that city so much she’d move there in a heartbeat.

Sigh. Personally, I think it should be against the law for my friends to move to distant cities. >_<

Oh well, at least Sam and I could go visit and shop for some cute little wiggly salami babies.

Oh, wait a minute, it is!

I painted this hot little number on the exquisite Miss Rita at the last Little Red Studio Gold Show. It was so totally hot-even if it did take a bazillion hours to create all the lace on the stockings.

See all the purty lacey pictures here.

It’d been way too long since I saw this man:

It was so nice to reconnect with him. Thank you, Yoni. It’s been a wonderful week of feasting, meditating, partying, gutting punkins, giggling with Sam, beachin’, talkin’, walkin’.. All the goodest, bestest things in life.

I made a flotsam maiden at the beach while he chi gonged, too.

See more pics here.

Aside from the stoopid chicken pox episode, it’s been a fabulous few weeks. My dear friend Yoni flew in from Ireland-well, he’s been living in England mostly lately, but did a sweet sojourn in the isle of Guinness-to visit.

Yay! Sure missed ‘im. It was so good to catch up on everything and see his cool pics of Avalon. Ooooooh.

I had to postpone my Knotty Lingerie party due to Sam’s itchypoxybadness, so instead, Ms Rowan came over and we hung out and laptopped and laughed our butts off. Then, sunday, we had a passel of friends over for pumpkin madness!

Yoni made punkin soup, Rita brought punkin cookies, Ben made punkin pie and we all scooped the guts out of a buncha punkins and made loverly lanterns.

Flickr’d pics here.

is ablaze with brilliant dahlias right now.

Sam, Delayne and I had a great time romping about there, snapping photos of the lovely fleurs, making strange, hollow music in the tower, lounging on the wierd dinosaur vertabrae-like sculpture in the playground, napping in trees…

..or on camels..

I absolutely adore this picture. Straight out of a story book, ’tis.

We had so much fun. See?

Quick!

* Grab the nearest book.
* Open the book to page 56.
* Find the fifth sentence.
* Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
* Don’t dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.

‘You’re never going to find those guys’, he told her.
Little (Grrl) Lost, Charles De Lint

Meme via Atiron.

Stoneboy came down and stayed with me for a whole frickin’ week!

He had a stone work symposium to attend down hereabouts and sculptures to work on for his upcoming gallery show(WOOOT!)..

So he had a lot to do, but we found time for lots o’ fun too and it was a marvelous thing to just do the silly little everyday boy/girlfriendly things that we generally miss out on, being citizens of different countries and all.

There was much beach time, cuddling, playing crazy ninja snuggle-monkeys with Sam, reading each other stories, lazing in the sun, cooking, eating, ‘xplorin’ parks, hanging with friends(who now believe he actually exists-isn’t merely a figment of my fertile imagination) and he even turned my mattress over-

-erph! Of course, for such an heroic effort, I had to reward him:

As only a bad faerie can.

A thoroughly enjoyable week. Too long ago, now.

Damn I miss that boy.

October’s been a hoppin’ month so far! So much so in fact, that only now am I finally getting around to flickring and blogging about some of my autumnal adventures.

Phweph. Downtime, it’s a good thing.

Anyway, first in line is the Appling trip that Rita, Ben, Sam and I went on to get enough lovely, round globes of tart sweetness to make our own cider-yummmmm!

Lucky for us cider-happy peeps, South 47 Farm in Redmond was having a harvest festival. After wandering through the corn maze, gawking at the wooly cuteness of the alpacas, and coveting the squashes, we filled up our baskets with apples, onions and a bonanza of squash and buzzed on home to clean off the cider press Rita had discovered under her house.

We loaded up the machine while Sam boinged about excitedly on the trampoline and crunch, crunch, MUNCH! it ate up all the apples and yielded a lovely, bubbly, brown cider.

Go see the pics!

Soooooooooooo goooooooood! You could taste the crispness of the apples singing in the rich, thickness of the gorgeous brew.

But that was only the beginning of the apply goodness… Ben proceeded to make an OMG delicious apple pie for after-burrito dessert and I took home a jar of cider that would later evolve into cider brownies and cider cocktails and hot apple cider…………

I love fall.