raindrops keep falling on my beds


You know what this means, don’t you?  The rainy season has begun.  We had our first storm the other day, and this week promises to be a gorgeous Indian summer, but the mornings are crisp and that smoky, wild feeling rides the night air.  I picked a very decent crop of tomatillos the other day and put up some salsa; this week, I’ll turn my attention to those tomatoes now at risk of cracking in the wet weather.  And then what, fall?  Fall.  Fall!

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