So, I stole the title from a Bones episode. It’s a good (and true!) title.
This last week marked the end of the summer garden. So long, tomatoes, eggplant, squash and cucumber:

The empty garden (for now)
The only plants left are the melon vines and after I picked the (first)/last one today…

Honeydew
….those vines will be gone as well. However, in nature nothing really ends. For central Texas this means that as soon as the first batch of summer crops comes up the next batch begins to go in.

Jonathan planting pumpkins and corn.
Here, in Texas, we also have the option of putting in another round of tomatoes, eggplants and squash but because of the imminent arrival of a baby and the energy that setting in a new garden takes…well. We’ll opt out of that this year. However, the pumpkins should be ripe around Halloween and definitely ready for making into pies around Thanksgiving. I might also venture out to get some winter squash seeds.
However, the business of the spring and summer has drawn quietly to a close. It’s for the best, really. I am hugely pregnant–38 weeks and 5 days. It’s Old Wive’s Tale time, so last night I made eggplant parmesan:

Scalini's recipe
They say it’s the basil and oregano that helps labor along, but I think it’s the standing in the kichen for 4 hours making it that really gets things moving.
It’s the perfect weekend to try OWT’s though: a full moon, some eggplant parm, maybe some labor cookies…Plus I hear some thunder outside.
Possibly?
We’ll see.
By the time Claire is born and our little family has had a month to greet each other, it’ll be time to start planting the garden for cool weather crops like carrots, spinach, lettuce, broccoli, cauliflower and radishes.
Therefore, the title applies. The beginning in the end.