The Fruits of Summer

It happened last night... the first sign of fall's eminent arrival. Husband and I went out for a walk before bed. For the first time this summer, it was just slightly chilly outside. We walked fast enough not to mind, but when we got home, my hands were cold. In all reality, it was probably only in the mid to low 60's, but it was enough to remind me that me that the cool evenings up at the cabin this last weekend were not a fluke.

Meanwhile, the garden is a bit out of control. Wonderful fruits of our labor are everywhere in our backyard. I can't resist putting in a picture of our recent harvest. It was so Pretty.