Late summer.
I love those words.
They mean there is light at the end of a tunnel of hot, long days. You see flashes of orange pumpkins and cream colored butternut squash, but you still hold bright, ripe tomatoes in your hand along with crunchy cucumbers and possibly still some sweet corn.
Most people might consider the holidays the season of hope. But this. This is my season of hope. I’m hopeful that I just might make it through another hot summer in California’s Central Valley.
Truth be told, though, my coping mechanism is really to stay on the road a lot. That mission has been successful lately which has meant few blog posts and a need for lighter, wholesome foods upon my return.
It’s making our epic tomato season come in handy. I kept things simple this year and only planted cherry tomatoes and Early Girl plants, fearing they would all die like previous years.
Now that they are doing so well, I’m kicking myself that I didn’t plant some rarer heirloom varieties.
But then something magical happened.
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