It was 90 yesterday, not 77.

And Dale, Rich is right, the garden is just starting to produce. There are quite a few ripe tomatoes out there now, the cantaloupes are about as big as a softball (PLEASE God let them get ripe! It's our only fruit!), I'm in the middle of doing the sauerkraut now, and there are some nice fat butternut squashes out there I need to can up for winter. The summer squash is getting away from me. I should have been canning that the last couple of weeks, but with everything else going on, I just haven't had the time. Eh, even if it's "old," the chickens like it, so it won't be wasted.
The weeds won the battle this year, however, and it's kinda hard to find anything out there. I know where to look, because I know where I planted stuff, but I bet Rich doesn't even remember we have melons.

I did lose my beans. I mean, I know where they should be, but the tangle of bindweed and amaranth all over them is impenetrable. Cucumbers are the same. I've only found a few, and I KNOW there have to be dozens and dozens in there. I'll find them when they turn into yellow schoolbuses.... argh.