It’s a glorious, sunny, 71-degree Friday morning, so I tossed my netbook and accessories into a saddlebag and rode my K1200GT into town, pausing at the post office to find:
- No early rent check
- My L.L.Bean Explorer jacket that UPS dropped off at the post office even though I gave them my physical address, rather than my P.O. box for a shipping address
- The routine notice of my monthly pension being deposited into my checking account
- A DVD from the National Rifle Association on combat pistol
techniques
- A bunch of advertising crap
We discovered the other day that we have at least one pumpkin growing on the patio. It’s a “volunteer” that sprouted from the discarded seeds of a decorative pumpkin Maria bought last fall. The leaves are trying to take over the entire patio and I’m tempted to mow them down, but now that we have a volleyball-size pumpkin growing, I guess I’ll let nature take its course.
1 comment:
How cool! I like it when volunteer things come up in our yard like this. It's like a surprise birthday present.
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