Today was the last day of summer vacation.  I just informed the dogs this afternoon, and they are taking it well, but they did look at me and let out a sad sigh.  And then continued sleeping in front of the AC.  It’s really past my new bedtime, since I do have a job (I almost forgot). Tlacuache picked all the tomatoes left on our heat-withered plants, calling them a bumper crop (?).  We roasted them with some salt and olive oil.  That is a really nice smell to fill your house.  Better than cookies.  I almost ate them all before they made it into the pasta. To go with all the sweet, salty, acidic red goodness, we had nutty peppery pesto, and ripe green olives.…