Neighbors

Yesterday afternoon I convinced DB to get up off the couch and go for a walk.  We’d been hanging out at home all day, sitting in the (suddenly Autumn) sun, sitting on the couch.  I had to get up and move!

I took my camera and we walked down the street to the sloot that takes off from the Spaarne.  I knew that the black swans are there most of the time.  I was lucky and there they were.

There are three of them that live in this area.  There is another pair that used to also hang around this part of Haarlem, but they’ve moved off to somewhere else – I think along the Spaarne itself.

Just to throw in another photo, here’s the little pumpkin I’ve been growing in the front of the house.

I can’t believe I spent 10 euros on this plant!  Of course it held the promise of many more pumpkins.  There were lots of flowers on it in early July.  But the flowers fell off and the only thing left was this one pumpkin.

Yesterday I picked him.  It hadn’t changed in size in a few weeks and the plant itself was starting to die off.  I was also afraid that someone would take it out of the garden in the middle of the night.  It wouldn’t be the first time.  Earlier this year someone took a strawberry plant, which was in a pot and had lots of fruit on it, out of the garden in the middle of the night.  A few years ago someone took a large flowering plant out of the ground!  And this is a good neighborhood.  It’s just a busy neighborhood  with lots of people biking past.

Anyway, he will become soup.

Summer is over.  The blackberries are finished and now the pumpkin is picked.  Almost time to get the winter sweaters out again!

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