Summer ends tomorrow morning, while I'll still be sleeping. So for me, today is the last day of summer.
I can't believe how abrupt it's been this year.
We've already pulled out and dispatched the cuke and zuke plants.
Yesterday I harvested a pint of serrano peppers.
The eggplant is still chugging along, though. The celery is robust.
And the tomatoes? Fading a bit, but still bouncing in like Carmen Miranda's hat. And that pear.
Damn! I still have pears in the fridge to deal with.
And zucchini. Today I will blanch and freeze them.
I wanted to share a funny story about the oppression of zucchini harvest. If you haven't already read it in the SF Chronicle, take a peek here.