I couldn't wait

Between yesterday and today, we received five inches of rain... at least I think so.  We have two rain gauges: one says we got we got 4 inches, one says five.  Some of it came very fast, and more may be coming.    Yesterday I tilled a lot of my garden and planted some seeds for our autumn garden.  With all that rain landing on tilled ground, here's how it looked.  

I thought to myself, "I would sink to my knees if I tried to walk in there, but I want to see my melons."  

So I walked around the outside of the fence, back behind the corn where the cantaloupes are and saw the one I've been waiting for, looking ready to eat.  

I figured out that if I stayed near the inside of the fence, I wouldn't sink in so much, so I made my way to the end of the garden.  The "umbilical cord" that has been feeding the melon came right off as it should, and I carried my treasure back through the mud and into the house.

It weighed almost 15 pounds.

However, I was a little bit hasty.  Although it looks like it would be delicious... and it is, in the middle... it needed to be left alone for another day or two, because the closer to the rind you get, the less sweet it is.  

So I'll be back here after I wait properly and won't be in such a hurry.  It's the story of my life.  When I was a child one of my mom's hens was setting on eggs waiting to hatch.  I was so wanting to play with them that when I saw the chicks were pecking holes trying to escape, I decided to help one get out of the shell.  It lived for a day, but it wasn't right.  If I had waited one more day, it would have gotten out on its own like the rest of them.  I never told my mom that I was the cause of that chick's untimely death, but I sure felt badly about it.

That's all for now.