Well, we woke up to frost Sunday morning, but not before I ransacked my tomato plants for their last harvest and clipped my parsley "bush." Wow, tabbuleh, anyone?
I also clipped the remaining sweet peas. Oh, I am quite certain they are my favorite flower.
And on the weekend, it seems like someone twisted our daughter's nose right out of joint. Or perhaps they were simply disclosing the deepest secrets of baby angst. Thankfully, it only lasted for a day, because as you can see, all seems well in baby-land today.