Thursday, 22 September 2011 | 12 comments


A quick tribute to the waning hours of summer: In the past few days, I’ve heard so many people mention that the seasons—-not any particular one, just the mere fact that they exist and they change—-are the one of the best reasons to live in the mid-Atlantic.So in that spirit, a commemoration, of all the sweat and steamy humidity, wildflowers, picnics and tromps, foliage, dusty bare feet, and those sweet, bountiful fruits we should be canning, freezing, and fermenting like crazy right now. I’m wringing every last drop out of these days.PhotobucketPhotobucketSee you in autumn.

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