What a wonderful thing August is. It delivers what summer has promised—too hot, too thirsty, and too sunny to cook; lazy mornings, busy mornings, books read, and books written; gardens blooming (zinnias!) and harvested (tomatoes! green beans! and now eggplant!); ripe fruit confitures to make and jars to fill the pantry…
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