There's a frost warning tonight, and so when I hung up from my final meeting of the day, I laced up my boots and walked up to the garden this afternoon. The day was sunny, but blustery and kind of cold; dark and light clouds raced across the sun, and it felt like the forecast was right. Two hours and twenty pounds of green tomatoes later, our plot was cleared out. Cages stacked and compost bin full, I hefted that last bag of bounty onto my shoulder, closed the gate for the season, spun the combo on the lock, and headed home.
No comments:
Post a Comment