It never ceases to amaze me how smart and thoughtful and…willing to be nice to me you guys are. Thank you. I slapped BFB around a little and she apologized. (Actually, she apologized before I even had to slap her around.) You’re right that it will take a while to find our new equilibrium, but I think we will.
This weekend I put the garden to bed for the winter. When I did my first round of planting this season I posted a photo along with a request that it not be a totally barren year. It has instead been a pretty fucking fruitful year. I finally had enough tomatoes, and I even got a volunteer butternut squash plant (or pumpkin, for my Australian and New Zealander friends) that must have sprouted from a seed in the compost. I love butternut squash, and this plant produced two little beauties, one of which made a delicious soup for us last week (with fried sage leaves! Mmmm!). And then there’s the little fruit presumably still ripening all up in my womb. I can’t believe it. I would have bet a considerable sum on the reverse outcome, for reals.
Also this weekend: Mr. Bunny accused me of glowing. I was like, Whatever! You’ve just forgotten what it looks like when I’m HAPPY because it’s been so fucking long.