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End of Summer Whirlwind

Today is my daughter's birthday.  It is so hard to believe how fast time goes by.  She's 37.  Her daughter started fourth grade three days ago.  Good grief, I still remember my first day of fourth grade (1957) because we had just moved to Vermont, but my own birthdays kind of stopped after number 36.  Now that both of my children are older than I am, it must be time to revise my age in my head.
Our trip to the Rhode Island beach was a fun time.  The weather was iffy, but the food was great and the company even better.  Now Mike wants to fit in another camping trip this week and we have a family reunion (his mother's side) next weekend.   I want to take a trip to see my daughter and grand kids over the weekend.  I have a lunch date, a hair cut appointment and my writers' group on Monday, so that means camping on Tuesday, get back on Thursday and pack for a trip to Connecticut on Friday.  It kind of feels like the ending of summer--hurry up and fit in all those activities.  I do feel like I haven't seen too much of my family at all this year.  Maybe next summer, I'll plan a family reunion for my side.
The Champlain Valley Fair starts tomorrow--a sure sign that the end of summer is upon us no matter what the calendar may say.  Some friends called to find out if I might want to do some food demonstrations at the fair--something that really might be fun, but I just don't have the time this week.  It's kind of crazy to be thinking about what I'll do next summer.
The heirloom tomatoes I planted this year are HUGE.  I picked four today and three of them absolutely filled my pot.  I made tomato sauce.  I think the green beans have finally slacked off, but now it will be tomatoes every day.  The fourth tomato, incidentally, got used for our supper--sliced on Mike's hamburger and and my lentil-walnut burger.  It has taken a long time for things to ripen in my garden this year, so I hope frost holds off for a while.  (Please)

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  1. Sounds like your summer is coming to a nice close. I'll pass the word to mother nature that you want a late frost.

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  2. Olga, I so wish I had your balanced life. You seem to do it all and to enjoy it while you are doing it.

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  3. I pray frost will hold off for a very long time!! lol

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  4. Your summer schedule has really been busy. I guess since it is so short, you have to pack it all in.
    I am so impressed that you are still picking veggies. My garden burned up a month ago though my cantaloupe have only just quit.
    Hope you get your frost wish.

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