Poppies will put them to sleep

I know Ken posted his poppy photos a few days ago, but now you have to see mine. The weather has been pretty yucky lately. Deeply overcast skies and some rain. The rain is good, but the dark days are depressing. Especially since we're just about at the summer solstice. Come on, sun!

Poppy fields are common in France and are simply stunning to see in full flower.

But we're busy. The vegetable garden is finally all planted. I put in a total of twenty-eight tomato plants, fifteen aubergines (eggplants), twenty-one peppers, six zucchini (courgettes), five patty-pan squash plants, four rows of sweet corn, a row of swiss chard, and some parsley and sunflowers. And radishes are ready for harvest. I grew it all from seeds.

This one is along a country road in the middle of nowhere.

Weeding needs to get done periodically, as does grass-cutting. And then there's the attic. Ken did a great job preparing the floor for finishing. On Saturday, I put the first coat of polyurethane on. The second coat will go on today. Then we'll see if we need/want a third coat. After that, we need to move the bed up there (or at least the mattress) so that we can put the guest bed in the old bedroom for guests who arrive in a week.

The title of today's post is a line from a very well-known American film. Do you remember it?