Sheep are in the middle of getting transitioned to grass hay for the winter, while still foraging in the pasture. I don't know if this little moorit hued ewe likes it...
I'm in the middle of another pair of socks (sock weather really brings out the sock knitter in me).
Fred's in the middle of munching on his hay and waiting for "playtime" with the girls.
Baby cable rib socks are nice knitting, with Trekking #76.
And trees really are in the middle of fall. About half de-foliated now I'd say.
And! Middle of the week.