It's Time

Though it is November I will mourn the last of my summer traditions that will end today. I will reclaim the tradition next summer when we feast on corn on the cob, water melon, black berries and garden fresh everything. Today, in a few moments I will consume my last BLT of 2008.

The tomatoes are still coming on in the greenhouse and I could continue having BLTs for another month or so, but my dance with bacon is ending. Like any guy, I could probably eat bacon every day; every meal, but my wife is the bacon police. She keeps track and she knows I purchased three packages of it this season. She told me, “That’s it for bacon this year.” If I buy it again I know I’ll have hell to pay.

It’s just better for me to hold back, plant tomatoes early next year and long for the day that color comes onto the fruit. I will rush to the market to get some thick sliced pepper or maple bacon and see how much bacon I can get away with next year.