I hate to give up.

I know that it is the end of summer and the growing season. I know this because I'm raking leaves everyday. I know because wearing shorts while walking the dog in the morning is starting to get some stares...( I'm used to that ...I wear shorts all the time...) , at least I hope that is why they are staring at me. The summer is over but I cant give up on things so easily like the tomato plants hanging from the Job Lot bought upside down tomato growing thing on the porch. There are a few tomatoes clinging to life and I want to give them a chance at another sunny day before I devour them in my salad. I know that the hanging plants that we bought in May are almost dead but I water them everyday somehow hoping that the water will give them some kind of the ability to survive 30 degree nights.
I also extended this never give up behavior to other things like , keeping old tee shirts that are more holes than cloth, saving boxes that come from UPS because you never know when you will need one for something I've sold on EBay and I hate to give up on food that still might be edible but might not look or smell like it used to.
One of the things that I never give up on is people. I have friends, family and others who I may not see often enough or have somehow have let drop from my life, but I never give up hope that we will get together again, somehow, someday. I have often said that I never give up on a relationship with a family member or friend because of omission. Something that one or both of us should have done to stay in touch. And I have yet to come upon something that somebody has done to me that would be so bad that it would ban them from my life forever. Maybe I'm a sucker but I hate to give up on people. There is always hope. I think I'll get some leftovers put on an old tee shirt and water my tomatoes. It is suppose to be warm tomorrow and they may just grow a bit more.