Wednesday, November 29, 2006
The Last Harvest
It was 75 degrees and muggy outside as I drove home from work tonight. A couple of hours later The Husband and I found ourselves wearing pajamas and rain coats, standing in a cold rain, picking the last few tomatoes and peppers, and chucking all our potted plants in the garage.
I knew it was coming, but it's so hard to believe winter is really here when there are ripe tomatoes on the vine.
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