My daughter came home for a few days last week and while we were out doing errands she bought herself some sort of pumpkin spice coffee.
My daughter came home for a few days last week and while we were out doing errands she bought herself some sort of pumpkin spice coffee. Later she chose a pumpkin ale for our after-dinner game time.
My sister has a vegetable garden for the first time in many years, and she’s been delighted with how much she’s been able to grow in a small space — beets, tomatoes, cucumbers, peas, greens and herbs.
When the Jerusalem artichokes bloomed last week, I knew it was all over.
Friday was the full moon, the harvest moon. It marks the end of summer and the start of fall, which officially starts on Thursday.
After I had a friend deliver my daughter a huge load of vegetables, I had pangs of remorse.
On the first of July our friend John told us summer was over. We ignored him.
The soaking rains last week were a welcome thing for gardeners, and our vegetable plants responded with a massive growth spurt.
We’re fairly used to baby animals around here, as long as they are baby chickens.
Bats get a bad rap. People think they are scary, creepy, sneaky, gross and dangerous , that they all have rabies and that many suck blood.