Country Mouse Monday: the incessant busy of squirrels

If you happened to be driving down my street this morning about 7am, and noticed someone in my garden in a plaid men's robe, cowboy boots and a knit cap, that was me.

I was out wandering and taking pictures, making up for not getting out much this weekend. On the quiet of a Monday morning, before the week begins, I like to get out early to notice what's new.

Everywhere: holes.

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Country Mouse Monday: hurrah, the fallow time!

As much as I love the spring and the young garden, and the summer and its explosion of edibles and flowers and colors, and the fall and heat and tomatoes finally,

oh dear, oh dear, how I love the turning to winter and putting the garden, after months of busy productivity, to a well-deserved sleep.

A point comes every summer -- no matter how many times, every year, I promise myself that I'll work hard to ensure that it doesn't -- when the garden, well-planted, well-composted, well-watered, outdoes me completely, pumps out more than I can keep up with, becomes a riotous happy tangle of vegetation, doing everything I hoped for. 

And always so much more!

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