It’s flown by on a breeze and I’m left wondering where it went and left looking at its back. Now here it is October and Fall is here for real- real.
The garden thing is officially done. Here you see the end of our labors.
The last picked. Aren’t these last pick tomatoes and peppers just beautiful? Sometimes those that are picked last can be the most special. The ones with the most promise. There’s no shame in being the last picked.
“…so the last shall be the first…”
Best,
Kwana
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Pretty but not enough to make salsa...yet, still pretty.
That's right Last but not least...
Happy Friday Kwana!
My Mother would always say, "It is not how you start, it is how you finish!" Look at those sweet little last picked gems. Thoughtful post, as always!
pve
they're are just begging to be eaten! love the bowl....
xo
You make me want to start a garden! How pretty!
Oh~ enjoy those last morsels. Now we must endure those store bought veggies until next spring. Have a nice weekend Kwana.
You last pick is adorable and cute. They all look like bite sizes. Enjoy your golden weekend my friend! xoxo
Looks like the final morsels of bountiful harvests Kwana!
Ah! I just picked my last tomato yesterday, too. So sad.
Bittersweet, huh? They look lovely.
Such a sweet post Kwana. Maybe a bite of salsa there....
September flew by in the wink of an eye. Soon there will be snow on the ground here and Joan will fly away..... :( xoxo
This is the sweetest thing I've ever seen! Just precious!
xo xo
Beautiful to the end! Have a great weekend Kwana. xoxo
No truer words - nothing wrong with being last picked. Beautiful.
have a great weekend celebrating those tiny treasures.
Ann
it is always sad to see the garden go... but i do love the fall and crisp air... the smell of fireplaces glowing when you walk and of course... hot cocoa... have a great weekend... x pam
New to the blog but I loved seeing your last picks. My mother had a vegetable garden and the older I get I'm wondering why I don't start one myself.
I totally agree! Those are gorgeous. :)
Reminds me of my mom's garden. She has several red pepper plants and I swear they grow like weeds. It seems every other day I was picking peppers to bag to give away.
I feel you. Same loss of food here, and a place I really enjoy. Will do the herb thing until next year...and miss it!
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