It's mid-October; it's sunny and warm (though the nights are turning pleasantly cool); the aspens are turning golden. It's fall in Santa Fe (and it's gratifying to see that there are a good number of tourists in town enjoying it - the economy here certainly needs them). And fall means chiles, which can be seen here in multi-colored ristras,
and here being roasted, which smell wonderful (and do so even when exported to the east coast - hello, Devin).
And there are pumpkins and gourds and things like spaghetti squash,
and then the occasional completely unexpected items, like flowering artichokes. If only we didn't have to go back and teach, we would have stocked up with a lot more ...