From the last hot soup and oven baked bread at the dawn of the season…

To ivy received and transplanted, courtesy of a departing neighbor…

To nearly exhausting my supply of wild growing plantain in the yards, for quick treatment on countless bites…

To observing how to properly stake a tomato plant…

Obviously not the work of these still fumble-prone hands…

But the work of Aimee at Red Garden Clogs, who asked if I might want to give refuge to her various orphan darlings.

And I did.

And they gave right back to me.

And gave…

Thank you, tomato farm.

See you again next summer?