

"The leaves fall patiently
Nothing remembers or grieves
The river takes to the sea
The yellow drift of leaves."
- Sara Teasdale
When you work in a K-12 school everyone gets to enjoy the special events surrounding Homecoming, Halloween, Veteran's Day, the school carnival, and Christmas . As we wind down Homecoming Spirit Week with the football game and Halloween parade and program tomorrow, I must admit it has been a week full of nutty outfits, goofy props, and crazy hair. I think some learning has also gone on. I usually display a conservative dress code at school... except on Crazy Hair Day. This teacher went a bit crazy today. At least my wig comes off. I wouldn't want to be FC tonight as she tries to get this hair back to normal!!




JA is studying the ecosystem of her native land on "The River Mile".
Today was the fall visit to "The River Mile". Even though the sun was shining the location was cold. A bonfire at lunch for students to huddle around as they roasted hot dogs helped a bit. Once they studied the shoreline in the afternoon it warmed up a bit. I joined the group of science teachers, parents, and students for lunch and caught a few pictures.
A highlight of my visit to the big lake was watching the boat push the net-pens up the bay where Hall Creek flows into Lake Roosevelt close to our "The River Mile" . The net-pens are brought in October with rainbow trout that are raised in the pens until spring, then released into the lake.
Even though WS was having a great day... he just didn't feel like having his picture taken.
We had harvested our grapes over a week ago and knew we needed to get some jam made soon. I discovered yesterday we didn't have enough of the supplies so today when I got home from school we were ready to take on the task!
JEJ was a big help when it came to cleaning the grapes off the stems and running them through the food mill.
I work well with the cooking and canning part. We didn't get concord grapes when we first began growing grapes, so I have learned to put just a cup of 100% grape juice in with the reddish colored grapes and it gives the jam that deeper, richer color and flavor.
I love the way grape jam smells as it is bubbling on the stove. The jars also look so pretty when the light catches them on the counter. Maybe I will just leave them out for a few weeks and enjoy the colorful display!!
I assigned the sibling assignment this week. " Many hours of our childhood were spent playing games. Share a memory that involved playing a game(es)." You will soon find Raymond Pert's here and Silver Valley Girl's post about childhood memories is here. 
If you couldn't fill a slot as the game was getting closer to the end, you had to scratch one play. That is where the infamous line "Scratch my Yahtzee" came about in our house. We loved it when our dad played games with us. It was a rare event that he had time or the patience to sit around the table with us. He used to play serious. No dice rolling on the floor, no do-overs, just pure and simple dice shaking. He would light a cigarette, pour himself a beer and get serious about his game. He used to make us laugh when he would blow on the dice container or rub it under his armpits for good luck. As the game progressed he was always famous for yelling " Well... scratch my Yahtzee". We thought that was hilarious. That tradition has passed down to the next generation in the family.
The nieces joined us playing this game around the same kitchen table at my Mom's house. We soon had them reciting our famous family line. One time when all of use played The Princess started a new routine by putting up her hands up like she was holding up the roof chanting, " The Roof, The Roof, The roof is on fire." That evening everyone chanted that phrase. Whether is was shaking dice under the armpit, scratching Yahtzees, or being crowned the winner of the game, many hours have been spent playing games in our family. It still continues with the Apples to Apples, Scattegories, and UNO being family favorites. For us the family that plays board games together definitely laughs together. We have all at one time or another had to scratch our Yahtzee.
Congratulations to my niece Z2. She started cross country this year as a freshman at Kellogg High School. Friday she qualified for the State Cross Country meet in Boise next week-end. The picture above is Z2 competing at the meet in Potlatch the week before.
A is for apples from Sherman Creek Orchard up the road.
B is for the beach at Priest Lake.
D is for dog... this time Shelby our Australian Cattle Dog.
E is for evening on Highway 395 by Kettle Falls.
F is for flowers that always make a colorful bouquet.
G is for greenhouse which keeps our plants blooming through the winter.
H is for hydrangea and in this case an oak leaf with its leaf color changed for the fall.
I is for iris, a vivid memory from late spring.
J is for Jack Frost who hit our garden vegetables a few weeks ago .
K is for Kit and you can find him just about anywhere around the house.
L is for lily that filled the air with beauty and fragrance throughout the summer.
M is for morning glory, which illuminated the garden with its vivid blue hue.
O is for orchard that grows many varieties of fruit close to home.
P is for the Palouse during the harvest when the combine dusted the highway.
Q is for quiet, which is why we enjoy the hike around Swan Lake in the spring.
R is for rainbow, which appeared over Lake Roosevelt east of our house.
S is for Sullivan Lake with views that always provide many photo ops on a road trip over Tiger Highway.
T is for Tiger Store, an interesting historic place we stopped on our road trip a few weeks ago.
U is for Uniontown, Washington where I stopped to visit this Artisan Barn on a trip home in June.
W is for winter, that has a tranquil beauty all its own.
X is for an "xtreme" sunrise I caught at Lake Chelan in April.
Z is for Z2, my niece that taught me a few lessons on photography as we went on a photo trip in July.