Today is overcast and chilly, but still just okay to run barefoot out to the languishing garden and harvest the last of the summer crops. I drew everything actual size-- the wan pale carrots that I planted too late but that managed to create themselves in miniature and to smell carroty sweet in spite of having grown during short, dark days; the still-crunchy red lettuce only a little bitter. After I drew them I ate them, right there at my drawing table.
The arugula lasted pretty well, not really full-sized, but not ridiculously miniature either. I left a few plants to see if they'll survive inside the frost blanket for a little longer. And on the right is my prize-winning carrot, almost as big as a baby carrot, plump, sweet, and slightly orange.