I sigh because I spent almost four hours blowing all the leaves around the house into a big pile out past the fence, and although the pile is really big, pictures do it no justice. I’m pretty sure at least five children (maybe even adults) could hide in that pile, but in the picture it just looks like the lay of the land. Oh well. I know the work that went into shifting all those leaves. As an aside, I blew all of last years leaves into the same area, and this is one of the ways the water runs when it rains. Almost all the leaves were washed down by the spring rains. Neat. Natural recycling.

I moved some pots and found a slimy little ball that I am pretty sure is a hibernating slug. First time for everything. I did not replace the protective pot. One less slug in my herb garden is not a bad thing.

I have one pea vine that not only survived whatever killed off (or ate) the other vines, but also survived our heavy frost. And it provided two pods! We of course ate the peas out straight away. They were well received by my offspring. I will try planting more again in the spring.

More anachronisms. My daffodil bulbs have decided to sprout… in October. (The tall leaves coming up through the ground cover in the picture.) I wonder how that is going to work out for them? Between the June bug earlier this week, and the daffodils, it also makes me wonder what winter will bring this year.