Rocks

We used to go hiking down the dry branch at the farm. It was tricky walking on the rocks.
You could find all sorts of interesting things there.
So I wanted to bring some of the rocks home.

We hired a truck and filled it with rocks.

Now I have a lot of rocks from the dry branch in my yard.
They won't stay here.

I'll find places to put them in the garden.

Wait! One of these things is not a rock!

Do you know what it is?

Last of the Pawpaws

All summer long Jacob counted the pawpaws.
Every morning when we went out to feed the birds he stood under the three pawpaw trees and made sure that there were still 10 pawpaws.
They began to fall in October. First one, then two - hard and green so we put them on the windowsill to ripen.

Granddad saved the seeds after we ate them.
Then one morning two more came down, nice and ripe. Granddad saved the seeds, 10 seeds in each one.

We gathered two in a rush after the first frost and they were a little too ripe. Squishy.
Grandad saved the seeds anyway.
That leaves four pawpaws we didn't eat. Wonder who got them? Maybe 'possum - 'possum likes sweet fruits. Wonder where those seeds will be planted?
Granddad is going to plant his seeds in last year's leaf pile. In the spring we'll see if we have any new baby pawpaw trees.