summer's last gasp

The last bbq as Bill and Carla packed up the Caddy to head back to Arizona. They left this morning I have had the heat on for two nights in a row.

The last tomatoes were gathered at Mary's organic farm. She is pulling up the summer plants to make room for kale and broccoli and other fall crops.

The last hummingbirds are nipping at the feeders. Most have already gone. The few that linger have their feathers fluffed up in the 40-some degree mornings. They don't know it, but after they finish up this round, the gravy train is over.