The sun is bright in the clear morning sky
but brings little warmth as the solstice
is tomorrow and the photoperiod
decreases with each day.
A light frost yesterday and the eggplants
are not looking good but the tomatoes
seem okay and we will have chard,
kale and carrots well into autumn,
although the fall spinach never
set in and I must remember
to get a bushel of Romas
from the Farmer’s
Market to freeze
for the winter.
While in the city, the second wave
of the plague is rising and we
fear for our children but
they are younger and
God willing, we will
all be together for
Thanksgiving.
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