Our adventure in gardening ended Saturday thanks to an early killing frost. Of course, the frost didn’t do anything to the weeds that had invaded the space. Yesterday, for the last time this season, I stepped through the garden gate with my ice cream pail and collected what was left – a dozen tomatoes, a few small peppers, a touch of basil and some stems of parsley. Particularly sad was how the frost decimated the vibrant morning glories that just last week had filled the northeast corner of the garden and made for an attractive resting spot for a butterfly.
On a more positive note, the grass seed in the vineyard is beginning to grow. Each morning, the black dirt grows increasingly green and fuzzy. We haven’t had appreciable rain since we seeded, so the germination has occurred solely from the moisture provided by dew. The forecast this week calls for rain, though, which should give the seedlings a boost.
Late Friday, there was a lot of waterfowl activity on the lake. It was too dark to see what was going on across the lake, but I could tell by the movement of water, there were plenty of wings a-flapping.
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