The squash is almost over. It almost looks like the wild dogs that run loose in our neighborhood have run over our squash pants. I vex those dogs. Yes, the same dogs that stole a package off our porch and dragged it through the neighborhood. Then I was humiliated when our neighbor brought the package back to the house all ripped up. In the package, a bra I had ordered. Freaking dogs are the bane of my existence.
Anyway, we have peppers, cucumbers and tomatoes left. We also have tomatillos. I am going to make a sauce this week and hopefully make some enchiladas. I can't wait until the melons are ready. YAY!!