My tomatoes are in full on ripening mode. I picked enough this morning to do some canning. And crookneck for lunch.   Harvest season has arrived. (Get to work!) Hey, that's the Hen's line. (She's busy canning her own garden. She told me to stand in for her.) I see. What are YOU doing? (My job.) Oh yeah. I remember. Carry on. (Damn straight I will…)   Here's what the garden looks like this September...   Can we say 'biomass' ?