Mid-morning, new year’s eve. Apparently the deer don’t eat dead pumpkin.
Gardening
Autumn
Clematis overwhelming the light sensor
Winter’s last gasp?
Our first miniature daffodils
No spring flowers for St David’s Day?
Sun rose again today
Hurricane Sandy
Sandy and I survived Sandy. Lost power from about 9pm to 6am, slept in the basement for fear of the house being blown away (or bashed by the nearest oak tree). Outside things are quite wet and a little battered . . .

. . . but doggone, I need to get out with the chain saw to fix the back fence before the next time the dogs need to go out.

Hurricane Sandy weather statistics from near Heflin Road, a couple of miles from our house:

Tomato harvest completed

Columbus Day yesterday, a Monday holiday for the federal government and a few lucky others. We pulled out the tomato plants, pruned the forsythia, and grubbed up three or four heavy bagfuls of wild mushrooms from the new patio garden. Sandy made pumpkin muffins from the new church cookbook, but they’re not lasting well.







