For weeks I've been examining my shriveling pumpkin vines, and this week I was surprised to see a tiny pumpkin not quite as big as a baseball. And then tonight I was watering - again - and found this pumpkin tucked beside a container of petunias. How did I miss this? It's not big or glorious, but it's s pumpkin. With a beautiful stem. I hope the deer stay away overnight until I can spray some Liquid Fence around it.
It is dry, so dry, with no rain in sight. I'm discouraged, and tired of watering.
And I'm discouraged that on Monday I'll have yet another eye surgery. I've been doing so well, finally, at recovering from the last one and the news of this one was a surprise. The remaining piece of the tube shunt was supposed to remain in place, causing no problems, but it's working its way out.
I keep telling myself that at the end there may be another package of the animal crackers I had last time but the rational part of my mind just isn't finding comfort in that.
And my hair! It's getting just plain rowdy. In the spring I was losing a lot of hair, which is common after an illness. That's stopped, and some of the hair growing back is coming in twisty. It's not all bad, it looks like my hair has body, but it's kind of weird.
Joanne, this is what I get for being envious of your curly hair.