Today was Mr. Toad's second routine maintenance appointment (just shy of 30,000 miles in 15 months). All that was planned was an oil change and a few checks, but it didn't work out that way. Last week on the way home from Pittsburgh, the traction control and brake warning lights on the dash lit up for about 20 minutes. It turns out that was the result of a failure of the front right ride height sensor, so New Country is keeping him overnight. Since the last time I needed a loaner from them, they changed their policy: I got to take an almost brand new Cooper S home with me. And his name is Hughie.
Back home, CL and I harvested a few tomatoes. The large one weighed two pounds; it's an Italian Red Pear (we bought the seeds at the North Quabbin Garlic and Arts Festival a couple years ago). Others include Yellow Jubilee, Green Zebra, Roma, Big Boy, Cherokee Purple, a couple varieties of cherry tomatoes, and Wapsipinicon Peach (they're the ones that look like yellow super balls, and they have fuzzy skins.).