The late summer flowers are winding down. Turtleheads, goldenrod, and sedum still look good. The last of the hosta is still holding on. The ligularia are just about played out. We don't dead-head any of our perrenials, so we're watching the flower heads, waiting till the seeds are ready to spread or give to friends. Pat's venture into suburban backyard deck agriculture has born fruit (ya, ya, I know). We've snacked on tomatoes these last couple of weeks. Now it's a race to see what comes first, the peppers maturing or frost. Maybe we'll plow up the yard. Every time I look at the pots of veggies, I hear "Green Acres." I guess Pat's Eddie Albert so that would make me Eva Gabor.