The Crazy set in about 8 p.m. last night, so I put my shoes on, intent on a walk. The air was so crisp, the moon was shining, and I walked. And walked. And then, well, I couldn't help it. I broke into a jog. It was a mistake. But a block later, I tried again. Why do I DO that?! WHY?! Sigh. So, I limped home and iced it for about an hour and strangely, it doesn't even hurt this morning, like it has past mornings. What?!
Here's how I ripen my tomatoes off the vine. In a shoe box.
And the fruit bowl looks mighty yummy, wouldn't you say?! I've got one more butternut squash on the vine and I will take care of the parsnips and lima beans this weekend. Then the garden is truly done.