For reasons that escape me, gentle readers and writers roundabout the U.S. blogosphere seem to be struggling more than usual with the name of today's holiday. This as increasing numbers don't get the day off work. Well, a holiday by any other name is still a good time to take stock of the vegetable patch. That was my plan – when I got home this afternoon there was an eight-point buck standing in the backyard devouring my pepper plants. In the spirit of Canadian Thanksgiving, I suppose I should be thankful he left the tomatoes alone.
It's a reasonably decent haul compared with some years past, and there's more coming along. If the weather remains mild long enough, they may ripen – who knows?