As I went out to collect the evening eggs, so as to keep them for myself, rather than to let the unidentified nocturnal egg poaching creature suck them dry overnight, it occurred to me, that we have been very fortunate and blessed this hectically busy year with a limited, but delightful, volunteer garden.

For this unrealistic, but hopeful effort…

Became pumpkins and tomatoes without needing any input from us. The end not showing in the photo has many more plants of the same, and the wild radish in the center provides leaves which bat bunny will eat from your hand.

One of the pumpkins is beyond the fence and is keeping me from letting the

Chickens out to peck away at it before it ripens. They may scowl and charge the gate all they please, but I will not be moved!

The old corn fort enclosure has spontaneously sprouted some hardy tomatoes, and since I dislike store bought tomatoes and therefore avoid them, I am really looking forward to eating warm tomatoes off the vine during my evening rounds.

We did however put the potted strawberries into an empty bed, but I am going to need to keep an eye on bat bunny, because she will devour these plants, roots and all, if she finds a way to get inside. It is not the strawberries I will be regretting if she does, it will be the plants, because my grandsons will be out here every morning snacking on any berries they can find, like I did at my grandmothers, and I am sure my grandmother never expected any of the ones she sent my out to pick to make it into the house either.

My cup overflows with the bounty and blessings the good Lord provides,

Amen and Amen.

Belinda