Cut the grass one last time, along with the latest round of dandelions. Climbed the full length of the ladder and trimmed some key branches from the willow tree, which were entangling the hydro lines. Cut and stained some wooden canvasses for Jane. Pulled and tilled the garden, in spite of tomatoes and peppers STILL producing in the waning sun.
And then there were cats.
Maybe that's why they call it Fall?
Golden Leaves
Nug Pile, Revisited
Jebus, the Toothless Wonder
Bonk is mildly intrigued
Pennywise the Curious
Poots the Aged
Miss the Annoyed
Putting the garden to bed for the winter
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