Summer Is Ending & My Peanut Butter Cups Are Gone

Summer has almost come to an end. The wind carries a slight chill on its breath. The tomato crop is at its splendid height of delicious heirlooms of all colors and sizes.

Sadly, though, I have eaten all the peanut butter cups that my mother-in-law bought me at Trader Joe's.

All things must come to an end.