The tomatoes are blighted. The beetles have about destroyed the zucchini (okay, so maybe I’m not mourning that one). And it appears something (deer?) has eaten the tops of about half of the bean blossoms. The peppers are proliferating and the carrots are still being dug a few at a time for the rabbit. And we are so not going to talk about the herb bed which is sincerely, sincerely out of control and in dire need of picking and repotting. It’s staying in the mid-nineties everyday meaning it’s miserable to try to do much outside. As a firm believer that as a part of the natural world we are also cyclical, I look forward to the autumnal changes and the shedding of the labors of summer in preparation for the rest and renewal to arise refreshed and full of faith in the Spring. Where as a few months ago it was the murmurings of fresh fruit and green shoots, now I am feeling the twinges for crisp air, wool blankets, apples, pumpkins, acorns, oh, i love acorns…..so is it any guess that because I am a “yearning” kind of gal that this is all I can think about?