Many posts written but never posted. The busyness of the harvest season, summer turning to winter, processing many vegetables, raking many leaves, new jobs new schedules, ever encroaching darkness.
Our harvest was unbelievable this year- mounds of tomatoes still cover the table, concord grapes filling our bellies and the fridge, there might still be some raspberries on the vines, pumpkins big and small, beans beans and more beans! Flowers everywhere. And of course mints and morning glories gone wild- taking over everthing in thier charming way.
Apples and elderberries.
Equinox with full balance, shining summer-like as we shared our garden’s bounty. Now All Hallows Eve – having made costumes and carved pumpkins- everything's a blaze of orange. Full dark mornings and eating dinner in the post twilight blue. Hard frost has now emptied the garden (except for the ever present kale), crazy winds knocked down braches (kindling for the woodstove), and we've had our first dustings of snow.
Frost in the dawn air
Crystalline grass shining white
Lone crow surveys all.
Quickly the frost kills
All the tender herbs, flowers;
But not the strong Kale.
Bright autumn sunlight
Warms through our sweater layers.
We’re grateful for it.
Warms through our sweater layers.
We’re grateful for it.
Orange as far as
The eye can see: pumpkins, leaves,
Carrots, fire, sun.
The root harvest in-
Nothing left in the garden
Except you and me.
