The . . . ah . . . stuff has been spread on the garden.  The end fences and posts have been removed.  The garden is ready for winter.  Since I captured this image the workmen have finished work on Meghan’s barn.  It’s in the upper center of this scene.  That’s where the stuff came from–or more correctly–from the animals that inhabit that barn.

Shiny red steel siding now covers the west end of that barn and that large black hole is covered by a shiny red sliding door.  I heard the whole story last evening from Meghan and her husband, Kurt.

Yesterday afternoon, I had some friend over to watch the NASCAR race from Texas.  We had a good time watching an exciting race.  Afterward, I drove to the pizza and sandwich shop in the nearby village.  As I walked in I noticed a couple sitting in a booth.  After a few steps, I realized it was Meghan and Kurt.  They are great folks!  I ordered a sandwich to go, and returned to their booth.  They invited me to sit down and join them.  I did.

As I had placed my order, I told the gal, “I didn’t expect to meet my favorite neighbors here tonight.”  Once I sat down, Kurt said, “you only said that to the waitress because Meghan gives you s**t.”  I confessed that he was right, and that it worked very well on my garden.  We all had a good laugh.  Then we caught up on our recent projects and activities.  There was much talk of gardens and plants.  It was a very pleasant visit and ended way too soon.

You can find a series of posts about Meghan’s barn and the changes it is undergoing on her blog.  Stop by, check it out, leave a comment, and tell her that Chuck sent you.  Thanks.