Snow lingers on the shady side of the scenic highway. I am sure glad the resident gardeners picked the opposite side of the road some 35 years ago when they bought the land for the garden of their dreams. Every little bit of sun shine helps when it struggles to reach 50 degrees.
The sunny utility meadow is now froze and gone to seed. The trees and shrubs, their leaves green or in their fall color, have shown a mixed bag of reaction to the recent sub cool temperatures. It appears, as a passing observation, to be largely variable by species more than the fall preparedness of the leaves. Some things froze. Some things didn't.
The roof for the front porch has been obstinate in revealing itself. All those complex angles have been difficult to coax out of the lumber in a cold wind with cold fingers. Today it relented and began to move at a pace to show some progress. The steps for the porch will come in on the side. Another little detail to deal with.
Off in the distance on a hillside protected from the gale force winds of winter storms, a touch of fall hangs in. Last weekend was probably peak time for leaf peeping. The wind and the snow at the beginning of the week has brought us to the other side.
The asian greens, lettuce, beets, radish-that are too far gone, sugar snap peas-that refused to climb and the turnips look just fine. Hiding in the ground are more bags of potatoes.
A fall vegetable garden survives the first onslaught of winter right out there in the open. I think this would qualify as extending the gardening season just a bit.