So it's 5 PM and my hands are colder than an alloy cylinder head, picking green tomatoes and not ready peppers or else they may freeze overnight. We have had a very prolific tomato crop, ripe ones since late July, but lately the novelty of walking out and picking a handful of sweet 100's on the way to the garage was getting pedestrian.
I'll sort this batch and save most of them to ripen over the next few weeks.
Supposed to warm up to the mid teens on the weekend, so I will ride Sunday and show off my original '76 tins.