A butterfly landed just where I was picking apples.

I just love the background blur in this image.

These jars are numbers 20, 21, 22 and 23 of the quarts of tomatoes I’ve canned in the last week. Tired of tomatoes. 25 pounds still to go.

Honest Tom’s Taco Shop. Best breakfast tacos in town.

My mom made this camera for me when I was very little. I was thinking about it a lot lately, so I dug around and pulled it out. I still adore it.

Dinner on Labor Day at Village Whiskey. Mmm-mm, good.

The mess of my dining room table, in the midst of my marathon tomato weekend.

Most of this weekend has been dedicated to working on our respective books, but Scott and I stole most of this afternoon to wander around the countryside and visit the Moravian Tile Works in Bucks County. What an amazing place!

A sure sign that summer is over – the corn bin is empty. There were plenty of pumpkins, squash and gourds.