Tomatoes were picked, although not many.
I weighed our first picking. A little over 15 lbs. I need a lot more than that to make sauce. We'll see what this rain brings.
This is one strange tomato. It has about 4 growing out of one. Very neat to find.
My New England Pie Pumpkins are doing well. The other heirloom variety is doing the same it did last year - blossoms, and no pumpkins. No wonder Baker Creek quit selling them. I was looking forward to trying them too. There is still a chance.
Popcorn is not even drying up yet (thankful for that). It's still very green.
Green peppers are on but not ready. Zucchini is the size of baseball bats, which I choose to ignore for a few days. Cucumbers are overgrown and worthless (sadly). I guess I am planting cucumbers next year again.
King getting some love from Grad Daughter. She kept teasing him and asking him if he was hungry. He was barking up a storm and when she didn't get up, he gave up. Poor thing. I made her stop and get him fed. Look at those pathetic eyes. They say, "why won't you feed me?"
King is my best watch dog so far. He told me when someone was shooting off a gun last night. It didn't occur to me until this morning, we could have poachers out there. I'll have to be on tip-top watch now. Corn crops are still up, and the deer are on the move. Hubby had to work midnight, so he'll be home sometime this morning. He didn't like leaving with gun shots going off either, but I ensured him we'd be okay. We were. The rain put a halt to whoever was out in the woods.