Red, I know what you mean about this time of year. I loved coming home from my trip yesterday and saying to DH, "go down to the farm and get some.... " so we could have dinner. I sorely miss having the time to ride my little Jamis to all of the farm stands. It reminds me of my childhood, when my mom would "go to Mr. Valenti's" at around 4 PM, to get stuff for dinner. One of my biggest thrills after moving back here was once, when I was driving closer to where I used to live, I saw Mr. Valenti's farm truck on Rt. 128. It must be his grandson by now!