Second summer is giving way to fall, I guess. As a dyed in the wool cold weather guy I should be over the moon but this season particularly, late August through September, always has me a little melancholy. I dream about wild grapes and the last of summer fishing all year but it always seems to go by just fast enough to sting a little. The workshop is a mess from a busy summer, but cleanup efforts will have to wait because there's a lot to do right now . Fall peas are coming along nicely, if maybe a little slower than id have hoped. I have faith though, we'll get at least a small late harvest out of these guys. I am blessed with one last productive zucchini plant. This is the type which keeps it's flowers attached to the fruit. A few more flor de calabaza quesadillas are in the works this season yet, as long as I can keep the mildew down. This bed is seeded with winter spinach and, through a clumsy error, winter lettuce. As the squash declines they will take o...