Any day now

Hints of what’s about to change are appearing.

 

Even without the anticipated color, early autumn has a distinct look and feel. Often, I sense it as the pointillistic style of Impressionist painters. 

 

As I was saying?

 

It’s not really lazy.

 

Sumac in all its reds is always a harbinger. It’s not always a ghostly pale like this, either.

 

 

 

The perfect tomato

If you’re going for taste over looks, the heirloom Goldie is as heavenly as it gets in a tomato. I prefer mine in a sandwich lathered in mayo and Old Bay seasoning, skipping the bacon and lettuce. One slice is the width of the bread. It’s worth waiting all year for these to kick in.