What a busy day, I picked more of my produce. Below are some gourds I picked, I love these and will plant more next year.

Below are some of the cantalope I picked today, I was happy with the harvest. I only wish they tasted a little sweeter.
Here is a picture of most of the squash and pumpkins I picked today. The light green ones are pumpkins. I love them they usually have a light green stripe on them and are very smooth.

What my Mother would call the last rose of Summer. This is about the only flower I have after a very hard freeze last night.

Okay, why do I have a picture of a plum? I had a volunteer tree growing right in the middle of my flower garden. I thought it might be a Stanley Plum Tree, but it didn't ever blossom or have plums on it. So I just waited. I was tempted to just cut it down, cause it shades lots of flowers in the area. It is about 10 feet tall. This year I happen to notice it had a few green things on it. It looked like round plums, but I wasn't sure. Well, a few days ago, I noticed the 'plums' were getting ripe and I picked one. It is a wonderful sweet tasting plum, I dare say better than the Stanley Plum. Anyway, now I have to move the tree-not chop it down. I will look forward to many more sweet plums from that tree.


I remember something my Mother used to say after a busy Summer and Fall. "I'm going to enjoy my Winters more." After this week and how full it was with harvesting crops and canning vegetables. I truly understand what She meant. I will use this Winter to reflect on this year and to plan for a better next year.
What my Mother would call the last rose of Summer. This is about the only flower I have after a very hard freeze last night.
Okay, why do I have a picture of a plum? I had a volunteer tree growing right in the middle of my flower garden. I thought it might be a Stanley Plum Tree, but it didn't ever blossom or have plums on it. So I just waited. I was tempted to just cut it down, cause it shades lots of flowers in the area. It is about 10 feet tall. This year I happen to notice it had a few green things on it. It looked like round plums, but I wasn't sure. Well, a few days ago, I noticed the 'plums' were getting ripe and I picked one. It is a wonderful sweet tasting plum, I dare say better than the Stanley Plum. Anyway, now I have to move the tree-not chop it down. I will look forward to many more sweet plums from that tree.
I know it's late, but I salvaged some small ears of corn tonight. It is a little old, and kind of small, but good just the same. I froze it on the cob and looking forward to trying some this week.
The moon was very pretty tonight. I love this setting. It looks like Fall is here, reality sets in that Summer is really gone.
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