Call me Chicken Little, but I'd rather do a pre-frost panic that a frost postmortem.
I picked all the Beefsteak and the Early Girl tomatoes. The two orange tomatoes in the basket are my second and third ripe Early Girls. "Early" means instant gratification in the tomato world. Erie's summer was hard on tomatoes. Instead of picking all my Olive tomatoes, I made a Flower Child Ghost that I hope keeps the olive-sized tomatoes warm and cozy.