A pumpkin showed up near the drive entrance this morning- as if thrown from a vehicle to roll in the ditch next to the new bike lane. Petra barked at it as soon as she was out the door this morning-she is very aware of something new in the landscape. It's a strange pale yellow pumpkin- and not broken or damaged in any way-that's how I know it was placed there by aliens...and not thrown from a passing vehicle. So, I've given it a special place on me porch step.

Freshly made cranberry sauce cools on the "stove". And the best spinach I may have ever tasted (organic from Cali) cooks beside the red berries. What else...I got to finishing the stud wall under the beam in the basement-west of the furnace.