A last flush of 80-degree warmth brings a final burst of fruit from the garden:
- baskets overflowing with huge golden-striped tomatoes, glistening yellow starbursts under their taut, rosy skins
- hot green peppers crackling in the sun
- warm, dry basil leaves, reminiscent of cloves
- 9 perfect pumpkins, picked in their prime - small, round, dense; ruddy orange with speckled, spiked green stems. They will soon make pungent pies.
- bigger beets with brighter greens. We had one for lunch - deep purple secrets that have to be tasted to be revealed.
What mosquitos remain seem slow - tired. They know their end is drawing near. Â
