Thanks to a new and improved courier service, the new carburetor from the Zon.ca arrived on time. Mrs Widds promptly whisked out her wrench set and proceeded to render it unto the generator.
I barely had time to put my feet up with a well-deserved cuppa, (I had facilitated the purchase of carburetor, my work was done) when I heard the dulcet tones of an internal combustion engine roll gently across the lawn. (actually a mud-soaked swamp, because it’s now Autumn on Widder Island, and that means rain, rain, and more rain, easing to a drizzle, then more rain)
Yes folks, Mrs Widds is indeed the Champion Champion!!! (Champion, being the brand of our generator – I figure I can get away with calling her the ‘Champion Champion’ for another 4 or 5 hours, before I start getting the ‘look’)
Elsewhere in Widder Island, we await the result of our federal election, (voting was today, 21st of October) in which everyone and her dog has posited an opinion, but no-one actually has a clue how it’s all going to turn out.
The first frosts of the season have come and gone and our garden didn’t fare well this year, not a bad crop of scarlet-runner beans …
… but the real winner is, of course, the compost heap … we came across this strange wee beastie after the frost had turned a jungle of pumpkin-ish-looking leaves to slime …
Does anyone of the gardener persuasion have any idea what this is? My suspicion is an unripe eggplant with separation issues, (not unlike the bean – could be a pattern developing here) judging from the seed pattern in the smaller one.
And finally, this, from my friend the Arch-Druidess.