Days are growing short. The last tomatoes hang on scraggly vines.
It's been dry and the garden is a melancholy shadow of years past.
And yet, I love the fall. I love the cool nights and afternoon breezes.
Battling away the pessimism of drought I plant a couple late season seeds and look forward to spinach and lettuce and even carrots when the rains come.
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