We are supposed to dip down into the low 30’s Monday night, so that means we either have to harvest the last of the peas, pumpkins and cucumbers or risk losing them.
There are quite a few that are ready or close to ready but there are a lot of them that aren’t, so I think we’ll leave them on the vine and hope for the best after taking the ripest ones this afternoon.
I am sad but relieved to see fall’s arrival. It’s been a long, hot summer and I am ready to move on although I will miss making my daily rounds and getting excited over seeing the flowers and veggies sprout and grow…
…and the bees and butterflies pay us daily visits.
I will not, however, miss the wasps! Ugh!
Now is the time of year when they will start moving inside, so we have to be careful and keep an eye out for queens who want to spend the winter hiding in the closets or in our shoes. The last thing I need is do be murdered by a wintering wasp!
Fall’s arrival doesn’t mean I get to hibernate myself, though. I will still be making daily rounds, of course.
I’ll get up as usual, before the morning “awroooos” from the dog pens starts up, having slept in my long johns to make it easier on myself.
I’ll pull on my thick sweater and heavy coat and snow boots and hat and gloves and scarf to head out to feed and water and collect eggs. If the snow is deep, I will shovel the path out to the dog pens and the chicken coop and take care of business.
Then I will come back in and take off my scarf and gloves and hat and snow boots and heavy coat and thick sweater and climb back into my comfy bed, wiggling my way under a pile of snuggly, sleeping huskies and go back to dreaming of spring flowers again. 🙂