Now is the best harvest time of the year for nearly everything here, but especially peaches. My own four little ones were like pebbles compared to the softball-sized, glowing, perfumey fruits brought over from east of the mountains. I'm debating whether to get a whole box, maybe next week.
The tomato goddess has blessed me beyond any expectation, probably because of the varieties that were planted. Some did very well indeed. Next year I hope will be awesome, as I'm in the prepping phase for the indestructible new greenhouse, as well as a new raised bed.
I've had such an array of tech problems lately that made posting images difficult, but I noticed drew would like to discourage the use of attachements. So no photos right now, but maybe I'll get it sorted before long. Wish I could see more of others' gardens.
“The past is never dead. It's not even past.” - William Faulkner