The garden continues to produce. After the tomatoes died back, the garden took on a shaggy look. It's quite embarrassing. There have been a few frosts, but the floating row covers have kept the greens and beans in check. I actually think the produce during the fall is much sweeter than its spring counterpart. That's probably wrong, but eh.
We took a step closer to Future House this week. I had an interview for a tenure position on Wednesday. Yeah, I'll leave it at that. The school is amazing and land in the area is affordable.
The moon this morning looked like the print of a thumbnail on leather-hard clay.