Bounty includes the many friends I’ve made over thirty years here in Santa Fe. Some of them gathered in the garden Monday to greet each other for the first time in almost two years. I’d asked everyone to wear marks and can only blame myself for being the first to take mine off. But we are all vaccinated and we were outside although human beings can’t really social distance when they are so glad to see each other and have so much to say…
Bounty
The soft, slow ending of the summer here brings much needed rain, coolness, and the coming to fruition of many fruits and vegetables. I feel especially grateful for this bounty in the midst of new fears and uncertainties about the mutation of the virus. Here are photos my tomatoes from my son’s garden and green grapes (rather sour) and apples from mine.

Sallie, I love your blog posts and your beautiful, descriptive language. As someone who also blogs and sends newsletters to my subscribers, I recognize your vast abilities to communicate and touch hearts. I would love to have more interaction.
I had hoped to be in Sarasota by now, but Covid and the unexpected move of my oldest daughter back to Louisville has postponed that for another year or too. Seeing how active and vibrant you are, gives me hope and encouragement!
A beautiful blessing bestowed on us all.
And those tomato’s are rich with garden, rain, and sunshine!
The story and all reminds me of my Dear Nina’s fruit and vegetable garden always by seed with a back hedge of Lilacs so tall and fragrant every spring in Lawrenceburg, Kentucky.
My evening has been brightened. I feel as if I was with all your friends in your garden.
Thank you and your son.
William Stout Johnson