I ripped out the remnants of the summer vegetable garden yesterday. The heavy frost last weekend took out what was left, which wasn’t much. The mini-cukes & the malabar spinach were the only plants producing anything, the tomatillos having bitten the dust somewhere around the middle of September and the tomatoes had looked pathetic for probably almost as long.
While I was out there, a neighbor and her toddler leaving the park wandered over for a chat. Standing there, Jeff the mailman walked by on his route and stopped to point out the hawk in the tree in the back yard.
(click on the photos for bigger, more glorious versions. The bird lover in you won’t be disappointed.)