It’s supposed to be 90 degrees outside later today – so downright hot that I felt like loading H. up in the Mini to take him to the pool one last time before it closes for good for Labor Day.
Still – there’s something of fall in the air right now – a kind of crisp cool when we wake up in the mornings. We’re a full month from the first day of autumn, but I’m already getting the itch to hang my fall wreath and start planning the menus for annual Thanksgiving get together. Maybe it’s because the first fresh local apples are appearing at farmer’s markets. J. will start our first batch of hard apple cider this weekend, and I can see the leaves on some of our big oak trees are preparing to let go.
But wait! We’re skipping ahead! I’m not quite ready to say goodbye to summer yet. How much fun are the rainbow of peppers that are available right now? And how sweet are the melons that are still coming straight from the fields?