Saturday

I say to Ed -- I need a very expensive haircut.
You're gorgeous, gorgeous!
That was before I got the damn plant with the pernicious seeds tangled in my hair! Now I'm a shaggy mess!

From that brief exchange, you may be able to tell that I worked in the yard. It's not that there were no bugs, but it seemed to me that they are packing their bags and retreating, because I could work for many hours and not be too bothered by them.

And work I did!

Right after breakfast.






If I need a haircut after my efforts, the yard needed something much more draconian before I got out my plant snipper. Some parts (those visible to anyone coming through for a visit) had been "cosmetically maintained" by me even through the worst of the mosquito season...





But plunge more deeply into the beds and there is chaos. And a lot of spent blooms that should have been removed weeks ago.

So I worked and miraculously, the basic maintenance did not take forever -- just most of the day. I still have a winter prep to do and of course, the raspberries need a sheering, but really, things aren't too bad out there right now.

(Oh, the faithful nasturtium! No wonder Monet was so drawn to it!)






(And the loyal day lily...)






(It's always good to consider how it all hangs together, even now, in the Fall season.)






In the evening, I make pizza again.

And if you think that means Snowdrop was here...






... you're right -- she was here and indeed is still here, as I invited her for a sleepover at the farmhouse.






(Pizza!)






(For dessert -- strawberries! -- I try out her new "restaurant high chair..." She's outgrowing her infant high chair. Time to sit her at the table.)







(We go out in the dark to help grandpa Ed put away the cheepers.)






But shhhh now! Talk quietly so that the little one does not wake up until some late hour tomorrow! Shhh!