Putting the garden to bed
Fall has come, and it's time to clean up the garden. We had our first snow on the weekend - it didn't stay on the ground, but we could still watch it come down through the air. I still have a lot of leaves to rake up in the back, but I'll do them once the garden is bare, so I can shred them and dump them on the soil to break down and decompose on the spot (I already have a lot saved for the compost bin). The tomatoes are all pulled up, and all that's left in the New Garden is the kale and the swiss chard, which look a bit droopy but are still hanging on. Potatoes are all dug up in the Old Garden, and all that's left to do is cut down the raspberry canes - I bought another batch of garden bags, because those have to be picked up and taken to the dump for composting - I don't like putting prickly things into my own compost. The flowers are pretty much finished, but there are still a few roses hanging on on my Eglantyne rose bush at the back. I'll say farewell to this year's garden with a nice picture of the sun shining through the swiss chard:


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The only thing left in our garden out west are carrots - which are still doing phenomenally well - thought I'll need to dig them up before the first really hard frost.
Going back to shop carrots is going to be a really hard thing - they're tastless in comparison (howe do they achieve such a complete lack of taste is beyond me).
We've had snow too, and the lying variety, but we're not quite into winter yet. Yet......
We had some carrots this year, and some good potatoes, but we did a terrible thing once we'd harvested them. We wanted to keep them in the cold cellar, so I got a wooden crate to store them in. Unfortunately, the crate must have once been used to store woolen blankets, because it had a smell of mothballs in it, and the mothball smell was absorbed by the carrots and potatoes! Dean doesn't seem to notice the taste/smell, but I can't stand it, so I won't be eating any of them.
There you go again with all the gardening talk, Sappho. When will you be true to yourself?
NBS - Oh, it's true; my closet gets greener and leafier every day! Well, I still have my weight problem, so I haven't entirely blown my credentials as a member of the Sisterhood. Guess I'd better start polishing my silver jewellery.
Ah, but Doctor, have you been brushing up on your recorder skills? One cannot be a true member of the Sisterhood unless she plays the recorder...
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