I’m grateful the grasshoppers chose this year to eat my garden. I couldn’t have done much with a big harvest. The other day I picked the handful of cherry tomatoes that made up my entire tomato crop out of the eight plants I sowed. The same evening I dug the last of the potatoes.

Today, I ate them all. Tomatoes on toast with avocado and mayonnaise, potatoes boiled, buttered and salted, with mustard – herbed chicken. I’m grateful for my tiny, final harvest.