Jeepers! A lot has happened in the last month or so. For starters, the garden is a bit neglected, although mature enough to carry on without much human aid. I make occasional stops within its confines to glean some cherry tomatoes, beans, basil, or a palm-sized second-round melon. The hummingbirds make more frequent stops in the mornings and evenings, sampling the many fine nectars offered within.
I think of this as my gardener's interpretive take on the year:
Melons, Melons, Melons, and Birthiversaries were had, but none over 29.
In other news, Theodore Winkles has adapted well to domestic cat life. A friend pointed out a certain celebrity resemblance he possesses. . .
Charlotte and I took a delightful stroll through Skyline on a remarkably clear-skied and pleasant day.
Fitting the mood for the month of October, there were many photogenic skeletons of Manzanitas burnt in the 2017 wildfires. The basal regrowth of fire-resistant plant-life such as madrones stood around 2 - 3 feet tall, for the most part, creating an image of a relatively barren hillside compared to the dense expanse of chaparral scrub brush it once was. We'll see how it looks in another 3 years. . .
Old rock walls which I believe the Napa State Hospital made long ago to contain sheep as part of its patient rehabilitation program.
Me and my boo:
Well, that's a visual summary of my Autumn thus far. There has been much else going on (indeed, too much these days), but these were some highlights, to be sure.
Until next time. . . take it easy!
