My tomatoes, large, small, and in-between-size, are ripening; my green beans, both bush and pole, are filling with pods; I have several yellow squash; the basils are begging to be trimmed. And all of this is just in time for my NYC grand-daughters to appreciate when they arrive next Saturday. My middle grand-daughter, who lives down the street, will be here, too, helping me keep up with the harvests during their 18-day visit. (They think I’m magic; I think They are)
The flowers are looking lovely, as well, and I know we’ll be spending a lot of time on the porch (after coating ourselves with Off!)…
