Harvest is such a wonderful time

There's so many decisions to make in the garden right now. Should I pick it or should I let it grow for one more day? What should I do with the pounds of tomatoes - dry? can? freeze? Oh boy, eat them fresh. My favorite sandwich in the world is fresh tomato slices and Swiss cheese. Yummy. And, my Black Krim tomatoes are the absolute best tasting tomatoes I have ever raised. I can say that because they began as little seeds under the lights on my sewing table. They taste like the tomatoes I remember my mother feeding us before we went to bed in the summer. She would slice them and sprinkle a little sugar on them. They tasted so wonderful. The flavor of the Black Krim is so outstanding I am already planning on growing more plants beginning in March. I'm so excited.
Gardening is a weird thing. There's so much out there and I want to save it all. I want to put it away so we don't have to eat anything but what we grew or our friends raised. I will know where my chicken and beef came from this winter. The pumpkins are growing like crazy and we will have a wonderful Halloween. Maybe a bonfire and some pumpkin pie.
Aunt Alice was talking about Blachinda - a pumpkin turnover that the Germans make. Some are filled with sugar and spice and some with onion.
I'm hoping the squash in my south Mandan garden survived the hail. They are beautiful orange, various shapes and sizes, and I can't wait to taste them. It's time to start digging up the potatoes also. They are turning brown, mostly from the hail. Our potato experiment did not work, but we will try again next year.
Harvest has begun in the fields around our house. The nights are cool and the days are warm. Every thing is changing - our lives as well as our surroundings. Take a walk, look down and you'll see caterpillars, look up and see butterflies. Oh, it's so divine, harvest time.