The watermelon are starting to ripen. I gave two away today; one to the folks on the hill and the other to the neighbors across the street. I hope they taste good because if they don’t I will feel funny. You know, I should have weighed them before I gave them away. One was much heavier than the other. We have not tried one yet, the next one I pick will be tasted here. I have been knocking on them while still attached to the vine to see if they sound hollow inside since I guess that is the key to knowing if they are ripe or not. There should be five more to pick, at least. I could never eat that much watermelon. I have to eat it sparingly because it has such a cleansing affect on my body.
My zinnias are so beautiful and I love their vibrant colors! The gold finches have just about finished picking my sunflower heads clean. They like the seeds fresh from the plant; no waiting around for seed from a bag for them.
(What is this horrible font? Eww. Something happened to change the font.)