It Keeps on Getting Darker Outside

 


There's a time for writing in your web log, and there's a time when things badly need to get done. We've pretty much arrived at the latter. 

The wood arrived. Four cords. It is a good feeling having a winter's worth of warmth stacked in the back yard. Sadly...Actually, I should say "happily" most of it will need to be split again. Our little wood stove is clearly not what the folks at the wood yard have in mind when they say "split." Still, the price was right. Moving it was a little difficult. Four cords is a lot. Just Kiki and me and two wheelbarrows this year.

But things are shutting down. The second marathon in the year is finally run. (Not too bad. 4th best when age-graded. A 4:24.)

The leaves are picked up in the front yard. Though most of them have yet to fall from the trees in the back. Well, maybe half. 

The patio furniture needs to be covered up for the year. The table umbrella is safely stashed in the garage. 


We did get a couple of edible tromboncino squash, but it is clear that we are still on the very edge of Zone 5, and they didn't have time to fully mature. 

Next year: Fewer peppers, no kale, more greens, fewer beans. Probably. 

We are beginning to see the effects of an incompetent group of fascist clowns in Washington. I am glad that we have a freezer full of vegetables downstairs. (Though I'm a little dismayed at the additional electricity that a deep freezer devours. Next year, we really need to try canning.)


And still the raspberry bushes need to be trimmed and wired back. Six of the nine raised beds need to be cleaned up, fertilized, and aerated. It will be a busy weekend. 

Halloween tomorrow. Daylight savings time ends on Sunday. The abyss of darkness looms.






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