A week when hints of change were in the air.
A scarecrow lorded over a pumpkin patch,
and a coppery glow hovered over the cranberry bog.
A week when lasagna was the centerpiece for a dinner with friends.
A week of two crostatas. One summery zucchini, and one chicken and vegetable.
A week when the largesse of summer was combined into ratatouille,
and sunset burned over the water at Old Silver.