1) Scratched a sheep on the head. He baa'ed at me as I approached and again as I left him.
2) Dug up three small red onions that peeked out at me from under the dirt in our backyard as I was weeding. They must have been planted, and forgotten about, by Tom, the lovely and kind previous owner of Our New House.
3) Peeled, cubed, and roasted a perfectly unbelievably huge mystery squash, given to us by a triumphant friend who somehow grew it in his garden. This thing was huge. Currently it is mashed up and bubbling with some butter, carrots, cream, chicken stock, garlic, parsley (clipped from a bursting patch at the corner of the house) and a couple of those little red onions in a soup pot on the stove.