This week, we harvested the vegetables for our last regular season basket in t-shirts and with sweaty brows…a real novelty for us, accustomed as we have become over the years to shivering in the dark late-October-early-morning-chill as we dunk freshly harvested fall greens in ice-cold water. That said, we were hurrying to harvest the week’s greens before heavy rains forecast for Tuesday. We also rushed to plant next year’s garlic – a task readily accomplished under sunny skies in light, fluffy soil, contrasting sharply with garlic plantings of years past (picture frozen hands, stormy weather, muddy fields). And we even managed to harrow the remaining open fields in preparation for the sowing of our last green manure, autumn rye – the only cereal capable of withstanding winter temperatures.
