Quilted Wall Hanging

I took the Klee quilt to the quilter today and got a tour of her house which is crowded with Halloween decor. She loves to do machine embroidery and makes these very detailed hangings. She also loves holidays and says she will be changing all this out for Thanksgiving and then again for Christmas. I'll miss the Thanksgiving decor because she says she's very busy and probably won't have this quilt done until the end of December....

The super Hunter's moon, along with the incessant fire and wind warnings did, as I figured it would, keep us awake a lot last night. In the end, there was almost NO wind. In fact it was almost eerily quiet. The house at the top of the hill above us has a flag which is waving briskly, but down where we are the leaves are barely stirring. The Red Flag Warning lasts until tomorrow evening.

The power went out last night unexpectedly. In some areas it was being deliberately turned off, but we had no indication of it here. Our backup power kicked in almost immediately and we had to run around (yet again) trying to figure out what is connected to that and what isn't. It appears that the wifi and therefore the television, isn't. A message arrived from PG&E informing us that our power was out. Another message informed that they were 'looking into' the cause of the 'unexpected outage'.  Yet another message informed us that they would provide a restore time 'within 24 hours'. Minutes later the power came back on followed a few minutes later by a message that our power had been restored. Helpful as always our rip-off utility which has just applied for its fourth rate increase this year, an increase that will no doubt be rubber stamped by the Public Utilities Commission which is supposed to provide some oversight and regulation of a shareholder owned monopoly which is more beholden to its shareholders than to the customers it serves.

I got on my Peloton for the first time in a long time today and it had been such a long time that I had to log in again. Since it was a gift, somebody else had signed me in and I had no clue what my username and password were and resetting everything required unclipping, finding my computer wearing my clippity-clop shoes which are dangerously slippy on bare wood floors, I  just pedaled away without anybody telling me what to do. John eventually came home from his successful hunt for some achillea and brought me my phone from which I successfully changed my password. I see that I can climb the Col de Galibier with Christian Vande Velde.

Maybe in my next lifetime. First I have to remember to bring my phone with me to the bike....