27 degrees last night - oooh. A few (as in 3) hummingbirds hanging on the feeder (the one that's been left up for Mark), and luckily I brought the tomato plants in. Oh, yes, haven't mentioned these in awhile, but both plants have a handful of green tomatoes trying to ripen. Via the photo - pretty pitiful but they're the best I've got. The summer experiment of tomatoes was mediocre at best, but I'm keeping these til the bitter end, which appears to be soon if the temps keep dropping. Gorgeous days abound with crystal clear blue skies, and slowly everything is turning golden.
Saw the space station last night - had heard it was going to be visible, but then forgot about it. There it came, blazing across, a testament to the miles of black sky, free of city lights.
Ferocious eating continues with the deer around the house. I don't mean to, but end up scaring them passing by windows. They come back, not to worry.
Finished book #45. The Sealed Letter by Emma Donoghue. A Victorian novel that was well written but slow paced, as per the times. Guess I'm too modern... a little slow for me. Somehow it's been three weeks since I've finished a book, according to my librarything list. There's good & bad in this book cataloging for the year thing - I never knew how many books I read, or how fast, etc. We'll see how I like it at the end of the year.
Farmer's market visit today, and saw my Thistle Whistle Farm guy. He has great & unusual stuff. If I can't grow good veggies here - I'll buy them! Also picked up eggs today. Those sweet faced dairy cows were in for their daily milking. The turkeys are getting bigger everyday. Somebody will happy for their Thanksgiving dinner.
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