I've been noting more and more vultures on the fence posts every morning. I counted over thirty yesterday, and wondered why the recent influx. Then it dawned on me, it's September and these magnificent birds are gathering for the annual migration to the Owens Valley. It usually occurs around the 19th. With my usual attention to the calendar, I hope I don't miss it.
It is also the time of year when gardens overflow with bounty. Yesterday Camille invited me down to pick Sun Gold tomatoes, golden little bites of sugar. She'd also been given an abundance of radishes. Last night's dinner was crunch and squish and delicious. I'll save the Anaheim chile for another meal.