There was something interesting I was going to write about today, thought of it last night, but I didn't write it down so you get this instead:

Here's our pumpkin patch with a few squash mixed in. Everything has ripened up early this year. I'll be able to line the stairs with pumpkins for a Thanksgiving decoration but they might not make it until the end of the month. By then, they'll look like zombie pumpkins!

Had a very productive weekend that was, somehow, relaxing at the same time. I read, wrote, painted, went to the cafe twice, even watched a movie. But by the end of Sunday, I realized I hadn't done anything active or physical at all. Every time I started up the lane with the dogs, it started raining. Didn't move a single rock or dig a single hole either. Now that we're heading into October -- already! -- I'll have to start thinking about cleaning up the gardens, finishing rock walls for new gardens -- more! -- and planting bulbs. All relaxing in a completely different way.

I kind of feel like this pumpkin (orange, plump, productive) just without the bird shit.