Labor Day weekend, summer's last hurrah. Your last chance to go camping before school starts. Or maybe your weekend includes one last barbeque and dip in the pool. When the heat of summer starts winding down, the mild-sweet flavor of pears welcome you to the best time of year, fall. Pears are the orchard's gift to fall, the last hurrah of summer's goodness. Eating yellow Bartlett pears that are so ripe the juice drips from your chin; this is the embodiment of that goodness. Soon the leaves will turn color and the air will get a nip in it, but pears are there to remind you just how good summer is. There is a certain romance about pears, something that keeps summer alive during gorgeous fall days and long winter nights. They remind you that soon you will be camping, picnicking and barbequing again.