Fog.

Fog settled on the 12/13 combined field behind my house this morning. It was lovely.

I just looked right as I wait for the "news" to see Nate curiously walking across the pasture. over to a pile of old straw that I had the bobcat drop over the fence... It is where I am going to plant pumpkins next year.

Matt has a friend that made over $10,000 selling pumpkins this fall. I think I can do this. My farm would look great with a giant blow-up pumpkin in the front yard.

I used to hate the idea of being my own boss-- but lately, nothing sounds better. For example, if I was my own boss, today, I would run up and down the field with a stick tapping it and counting-- for a little while at least.