Waving Goodbye to Summer

September is my favorite month of  the year. The nights have started getting cooler, the days less humid and we have football, corn on the cob, tart apples and tomatoes that taste like tomatoes instead of cardboard.

That said, I confess that this has not been a great year in the garden: Too much sun combined with too much rain, and me getting lazy about fertilizing and weeding. The tomatoes have not as good as in past seasons. I harvested a lot of them, but many were cracked or sunburned  and I had to cut off the top third to slice the ripe part for my Caprese salads, Irish salsa and homemade tomato sauce. My recipes generally utilize "secret Irish spices," (salt and pepper). 

Anyhow, I'm happy to wave goodbye to the Summer and to embrace the Fall with open arms.
They are predicting a "snowier than normal" Winter this year. I really don't mind the snow  in manageable quantities. Say up to 10-12 inches.   The snowblower is my favorite piece of machinery. Most power tools scare me. Good thing I wasn't a carpenter.

I am not talking about politics these days, there is still more than a year to go until the big election and currently we have two doddering candidates and no good choices. I have enough to worry about without wasting time arguing with gullible zealots about stuff I can't understand or control.

To paraphrase Rodney King, Why can't we all just get along?

Talking about Sports is almost as bad as opining about politics. Lately, I have been turned-off by the inordinate focus on individual players rather than the team. Brady, Ortiz, Brown big names in Boston sports,  earning deservedly big paydays, but folks, there is a team out there, making the big plays possible.  I wish there was an option on the remote that allows you to hear the crowd noise but mute the announcers during a game.   I am definitely a fair-weather fan.   If my team is losing, I switch to another channel.  But  I do faithfully watch playoffs and big games. Sometimes with the sound turned off.