Lady Snoutingdingle works like a beast tending the Night Planted Orchard all summer long, planting herbs and vegetables, guarding the fruit and keeping an eye on the ancient hunter's wanderings. Though of late, he has demonstrated exhaustion on her behalf most of the time. Now, in early October, we have picked the quinces and a lull comes in the work. She dusts off the sewing machine and works off the long exhaustion, with an equally exhausting winter of crafting.