It’s a process

All the tomatoes are coming at once. The windowsill and much of two counters by the stove are covered with them.

I really love those yellow-orange ones. They are like the sun. Oddly enough, the variety is called Moonglow. I grow them every year and they always produce remarkable fruits.

It’s such a fast season. They are hard to appreciate enough.

We can tomato sauce. Lucky for me, Sam does almost all of this work. He’s really into it, counting up the quarts.

So yesterday, he was canning sauce and I was processing beets, zucchini, green beans, onions, and shallots. Made for a busy kitchen, but we work quite compatibly, cleaning as we go.

Every day, something gets done and then the harvest is over.

It’s supposed to storm this weekend. I wonder what the rain and wind will do to the crops.

I had a notice from my web host that my account was compromised. I had a lot of cleanup to do – deleting old files and updating things I wanted to keep. To my surprise, I was able to find old logins that I hadn’t used in years. The websites are much improved, but — did I “determine the attack vector and then take actions to mitigate further exploits,” as they say? I really don’t know. I’m waiting for the next notice from them. Interesting that I needed to clean up my electronic life in the middle of all the other cleaning I’m doing. It’s definitely a cleaning season.