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Thank you for your patience
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- The graveyard birthday cake
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- Little D the birthday girl
We had HORDES of kids come Trick or Treating. They arrived promptly at six and continued to inundate us until after eight. I had no time to grab the camera and get pictures this year.
However, I did get some pictures of the decorations during a lull. Unfortunately, I didn’t get a good one of the Zombie in the barrel. The best laid plans and all that.
After the Trick or Treating finished, Little D’s birthday cake was a great hit and she had a good time. Her mother enjoyed the unusual welcome into the neighborhood.
Garden news
Today a neighbor stopped over to check that three quarters dead branch on the magnolia tree. He used to work for a landscaping firm that did a lot of tree trimming. He says he can remove the branch for us no problem. Sometime after his 17 days of day shift or over a weekend, he’ll take care of it. That’s one weight off my mind. I had visions of that branch, heavily loaded with snow, crashing down on our shed this winter. Now I won’t have to worry.
We’re still picking tomatoes, eggplants, and peppers. There are two different varieties of sugar baby watermelons and each have one fruit on the vines, I hope they ripen before the first frost.
The cardinals had nested in the magnolia the parents and several now fully-fledged young ones hang around the feeders most of the day. It looks as though two of the youngsters are males and three are females. We have a family of Downy woodpeckers that hang around in our yard and G’s.
I had to fill the hummingbird feeder today so even though I don’t see them often they are coming around. The small flock of goldfinches is enjoying the Echinacea seeds every day.
The cannas are continuing to bloom and they are now quite a bit taller than I am.
In the garden with DH
At dinner last night, I told DH that the large cantaloupe has suddenly begun to ripen. “Another day or two and we’ll have some for dessert,” I told him.
Despite the heat, DH came out later to join me in the garden. He climbed onto his mobility scooter and went to check out the melon patch. “That melon sure looks good. It’s much bigger than the other four.”
“I lifted it and it is hefty. I can almost taste it.” I walked alongside him, and pointed out to him which tomato plants were which—Beefsteak, Big Boys, and the heirlooms.
He drove over to the back porch and checked out the potted plum tomatoes. “Think I can pick a few of these for my Mom?”
“Those aren’t ripe enough. I already picked some for her they’re on the kitchen counter. Just the plum tomatoes and the Beefsteak mind you, don’t you dare take my heirlooms.”
“She likes the plum tomatoes the best.”
“Good, that means you can leave the Beefsteak too.”
He laughed. “You are bad.”
“Yeah, but can I help it that I love tomatoes?”
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