I live and love in the Midwest.....our lives are marked by seasons......just about an even fourth of the year for each. I dress, cook and paint seasonally, and my feelings change as the temperatures and landscapes change. I always look forward to the next, but not without bittersweet feelings for the waning. Our garden has provided so much enjoyment this summer, color-wise, taste-wise and entertainment-wise. (watching the chipmunks eating cherry tomatoes right on the vine). The season for tomatoes is nearly complete....they are no longer coming in faster than we can use them and they have now taken on more preciousness. They are now like red gold.