Winter greens

The temperatures have dipped into the teens for several nights recently but the greens in the hoophouse remain healthy and lush. I opened the row covers this afternoon in the sun to give them some extra light and air. While picking some greens, I found a soft green caterpillar munching away and a few grasshoppers, live and well.

Putting the garden to bed

Monday in the garden, putting it to bed. The job is not completely done, but good enough for the coming bad weather.

Back row, extra wide, with hay mulch and path with coarse sawdust
View of mulched rows from back corner
Pulled out pea plants – didn’t get to mulching this row
Markers indicating parsnip and carrot patches
Rye grass and some Turkish rocket.
This was soybeans and potatoes, now ryegrass and mulch. Can see mulched asparagus beds in background.
There is baby spinach under here, waiting for spring.
Wild native seed nursery.

Iced grapes

I tackled a nasty chore today and was rewarded with a bowl of super sweet cold Concord grapes — frozen and thawed at least once, maybe more.

I had to remove and rewind the netting fence that we put up in the spring as a temporary chicken run. Bad idea in retrospect. The grape vines grew through the netting at the top and the weeds infiltrated it at the bottom. The whole mess had to be cut through and pulled out. The netting is lying in the yard now, waiting for me to get the energy to rewind it on the tall cardboard tube.

For now, can’t stop eating these tasty grapes.

First frost

October 3, first frost this year. We covered the tomatoes after harvesting many of them. The squash leaves seemed the most damaged.

Sage in herb beds showing some frost. Autumn joy sedum planted this summer and coneflower transplanted yesterday.
Tomatoes under tarps on a frosty morning.

Whiteness

Snow is falling thickly and drifting off the trees periodically in great puffs of white powder.

I’m not thinking about plants or gardening.

I’ve been doing a lot of stitching, some drawing and painting, making some books, reading some books.

Walking in the winter weather. Taking care of the chickens.

It’s been a quiet, peaceful time.

When we return from South Africa in early April, it will be time to plant in earnest.