We made a horrible, horrible scarecrow to decorate the front yard for Halloween. I had a pair of jeans that I couldn't keep patched, a blue work shirt, and a slightly bent shower curtain rod. In my mind these could be assembled into a jaunty fellow to greet passersby. In reality, he was a paunchy slob who couldn't be troubled to look up, never mind present a cheery mien. It was a pleasure to unstuff him and spread the straw over my flowerbed.
Remember the garden contest Brian and I had going? He was going to throw some plant matter in a pre-existing bed with fingers crossed while I was going to be all Square Foot Garden™y. It ended in a tie. A tie is good, we got some lovely vegetables! But I have some ideas for next year...
