I am really proud of this tomato because it grew from a plant that I started from seed. I didn’t maintain the plant, but take satisfaction in the success of the seed starting. Woo-hoo, heirloom tomato. Seeing the tomato, the vegetable of summer (in my mind) makes me feel like the season isn’t winding down.

At the grocery the other day, I came across squash. I am a summer gal who thinks that if you’re not sticking to any surface upon which you sit, then it is not hot enough. However, I have to admit that there is something seductive about squash. I like to look at them, marvel at the variety that exists. I always have grand plans to take advantage these guys when they’re plentiful, but I have yet to do it. I think this will be the year. Already, I have several recipes earmarked. The squash will ease me and mine into the crisper, cooler season.