More pumpkins

My god do I hurt. Muscles that didn't even know that THEY existed let alone me are complaining this evening. I've bruised my ankle something chronic and my legs are scratched. However, I do feel oddly satisfied. We managed to pick a number of tonnes of pumpkins (I'm too scared to try and work it out as I know it's quite large and I know how much of the field is left to pick, eek) and despite the pain the knowledge of a job well done is, well, nice. I don't advise anyone out there however to use an abrasive dishcloth to get the mud stuck on with pumpkin sap off hands/legs, especially when underneath the mud are lots and lots of mozzie bites. Now that was NOT satisfying. It's 8pm and I really really need to go to sleep. Up again at 5am, that is, if my muscles don't rebel completely.