The Hour of Sunflower--and Tomatoes, Tomatoes, Tomatoes

The Garden a little sick with steam heat and beetles: here are sunflowers living up to their name and the few other flowery things; the beans and cucumbers nibbled lacey but still giving like they was Mother Theresa, for Christ's sake. We begin to be inundated with cherry tomatoes, including a stubborn vine or two in the compost pit. I am making some sauce to freeze; the resolution was "No waste this year." We shall see.