My church bought the land behind the main building with an eye toward expanding our facility. Then stuff happened and we have no means of expansion but we do have that nice expanse of flat ground. The guy who keeps our grounds looking awesome tore a patch out of it to re-sod bare areas up front, so Victoria and I planted pumpkins back there. I had just read Food Not Lawns, in which (among other things) the author advocates tossing squash seeds in vacant lots: guerrilla gardening.

We didn't tell the guy, though, and he dumped a big pile of brush on top of our pumpkin patch. That did not discourage the pumpkins. The vines rose through the sticks and produced big, fat pumpkins. We sold seven of them at the service auction today. My fillip of marketing genius was to name each one and have Victoria decorate the name tags. There are still a few out back that haven't turned orange yet. I think we'll have another five or so before the season's over.

The other exciting news is my new toy. It was supposed to be a birthday present, but it came in an Amazon box addressed to me and I was expecting an Amazon box anyway, but not one with a Kindle in it. So I opened it by mistake but of course I had to start using it right away. I am enjoying it immensely.