I tromped (walked delicately) through the zucchini rows today trying to find a submarine-sized zuke that Rose and crew might have left behind. No luck, of course. Everything left was perfectly under 6".

No season is complete without a sunflower photo. This one shows two things: it is terribly dry up there on the ridge and I'm not the only one who can't bear to pull up volunteer flowers.

And the kholrabi get all artsy-farsty on us.