Looks like the show’s over for this year.
This wasn’t where I intended to start the morning, but my Garden Buddy had her own agenda.
“I’m just gonna eat this, Grandmom…” she said, as she stuck it in her mouth.
“And this one.”
Needless to say, none of them made it to the kitchen.
Once the tomatoes were safely stored away (in her tummy), we trundled up to the Upper Garden to clean out the garlic bed. Angel brought her digging tools and her wagon, and she and her best (pretend) friend, The King of Numbers, had plenty of Adventures while I ripped out the weeds.
Project number one, complete.
I had hoped to salvage some of the leeks that were left up there, but they were too intertwined with the roots of the weed grasses. The bigger ones came down to the kitchen, while the little ones landed on the compost pile. Maybe they’ll grow there…
It was around 11:30 that the wind shifted. The clouds rolled in, and a cold rain began to fall around noon. And the temperature dropped like a stone…
As soon as the Little One was snugly tucked away for her nap, I made a dash out to the deck to gather up the tender potted plants, and get them safely stored in the basement for the winter.
Now I just have to remember to go down and water them… You’ll remind me, right?
The rain clouds cleared, hanging around just a little longer than Gary the Weatherdude said they would. By 3, the sky was blue, with only a few White Puffies scudding across.
And it was cold. A brisk 44F…
This morning, we have a light frost. Two hours north, at Niko’s House, it’s 24 degrees.
The 4 O’Clock:
Plenty of chilly sunshine. Time for the hummingbird feeder to come down…