Waiting for me at home

I had a really wonderful time visiting my pal, Marcee, in Illinois, but there's nothing quite like the feeling of coming home. Among the many wonderful treasures that were waiting for me:

Goat love. I was smothered in furry goat kisses:

The first ripe tomato:

So what if the sign was wrong...:

...and I was expecting tiny yellow tomatoes. It was still quite delicious:

My first zinnia:

with the promise of more on the way:

My first Yukon Gold potato:

My first Costata Romanesca zucchini:

My first "Buttercream" sunflower blooming in my sunflower test garden:

Here's the test garden...can you even see the Buttercream in all this chaos?:

The season's first apple:

A couple unexpected things awaited me, too...

Sadly, there is blossom end rot on my San Marzano tomatoes. I probably won't grow these again next year. They're very prone to this problem and I've been informed that they aren't the greatest variety to eat raw, which is how we primarily eat tomatoes around here:

Something is chewing on my Red Fingerling potatoes:

and I'm willing to bet it came out of *this* hole:

But, tomato troubles and nibbling nuisances be damned, nothing can detract from the peace I feel when I am here. There's really no place like home, is there?