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The fuel pump had been reassembled improperly. (Given that there were 32 possible combinations for assembly, none of them marked as correct, this was not surprising.) I jacked up the parts car, pulled the fuel pump from that, and we reassembled both correctly.

We tested it and managed to spray gasoline all over the Weasel's right trouser leg.

So we put the sequence of initial filter and pump back together, mounted them again, then tried to reassemble the main fuel filter under the hood (which had been taken apart in the merry chase to find out what was preventing gas flow). The gasket was toast. I ran to the parts store, confirmed that they didn't have one, and came back to yank the one from the parts car.

My dad had me open the hood on the parts car for the second time, this time as he held the camera. We got several nice shots of the yearling possum leaving his cozy nest on top of the air filter.

After I had torn out several feet of critter bedding ("It's turtles all the way down," said I, and no one got the reference) I got to the fuel filter and disassembled it. The gasket was fine. Putting it in the current one required that I pull the whole shebang out of the current one, as I had just done with the parts car. Clink, clank, out it came, got the gasket, and was put back in. Hoses reconnected, turn the key... and finally, finally the bad gas started flowing into the bottle we had placed under the car, at the end of the whole fuel cycle.

We had completed what we set out to do this morning. And it wasn't quite dark yet.

Next is to pull the kerosene out of the cylinders, crank the engine with the spark plugs removed to blow out the last of the kerosene, reassemble that, and put the air filter back. Then we get to try to start the whole thing up. No idea whether it will (the fuel injection may or may not be in any condition to run) but we're pretty close to finding out.

After that I pulled out a whole bunch of the rampant grass in the winter garden, then took out the diseased pea straw and took it out to the curb to go away. I'll turn over the soil with the rototiller, then mulch this year (I never do that). After I've done all that, gotten new seed, and recited the appropriate incantations, I should be done with the Leaf and Pod Blight that keeps killing my peas after a few weeks of production.

I have an order from Southern Exposure on its way -- I will finally have multiplier onions. No more business of planting starts every year that often bolt anyway... these suckers act like daffodils, quietly breeding underground and never blooming. When they die back, you dig them up, replant a few, and the rest store very well; it's a flavorful but not hot yellow onion. Perfect.

I hauled in three beautiful acorn squash -- mottled dark green and cream, with orange bellies -- many more cucumbers, and my first Ogen melon. I love those melons dearly. I have a watermelon in the fridge too that I should try; I think it was ripe when I picked it. I hope it was.

The rest of the winter squash have gone crazy. I'm looking forward to collecting them all.

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