We are back from the beach, and ready to launch ourselves headlong into autumn. It felt like a good transition point, three sandy days to take in the sun and reflect on our summer.
Back home, the leaves are trickling down from our black walnut tree, the asters are in full swing and the sedums are fading away. I was only too happy to rise early and get down to business: canning 50 pounds of tomatoes, and making preparations for a new season.
Thanks to my wonderful inlaws for warmth and good cheer, and wine on the balcony.