It is the color of tasty neutrality, neither a complete failure or a total success:
The resulting pumpkin butter was more like pie filling. It just didn't seem right to spread on toast. It's in a big mason jar in the fridge and I may make a tartlet pie next week or something. Its still pumpkin season, so I'm going to do a little more research and find a different recipe and try again.
It is the color of nature's finish line:
The japanese maple in the back is happy. I keep digging it out from underneath the rampant prehistoric ferns that dominate the woods. They commonly grow to six feet or taller.
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Eggs laid in the coop today: 2
Eggs laid in the coop Friday: 4
Eggs laid in the coop Thursday: 5
Egg laid this year: 264
Eggs laid in the coop today: 2
Eggs laid in the coop Friday: 4
Eggs laid in the coop Thursday: 5
Egg laid this year: 264
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