Well, it was the final week, and Farmer Gord warned me it would be a mish-mash of veggies. It was — and a delicious mish-mash at that! I was surprised at the number of greens, but I guess he’d planted a late crop, and figured he’d hand out the baby plantlings so as not to waste them. Here’s a look:
Red potatoes (that I chose over white), Swiss chard, kohlrabi, carrots, tomatoes (red and green), lettuce, Japanese turnips, winter squash, baby bok choi and… another choi. Setsu-something? I can’t remember. It tasted a lot like bok choi, whatever it was.
All in, a tidy end-of-season haul, and none too soon, either. Today, as we were cooking up the last of the turnips into latkes (yes, it has become a standard in our household) along with the chard (mehn) and kohlrabi greens (awesome!), the snow started coming down. This was alright for me (I love winter!) and apparently a source of great depression for both The Boy and my dad (“Le sigh. Winter is here already.”) I was happy to note, however, that the Smelly shares my love for this season. Actually, that’s a lie. His enthusiasm for snow eclipses mine by about a thousandfold. Possibly more.
As I type this, he is — after his walk with The Boy and I, mind you — running around in circles on our lawn, out of his furry little mind with joy. He pauses occasionally to snarf down mouthfuls of snow (while making chortley snuffling noises), then goes back to short dashes, and poking at piles of snow with his nose, as if determined to make our lawn green again under his paws. It’s quite hilarious.
In response to Rachel’s query, our industrious little turnip is still doing alright (although I’m starting to wonder if I should supplement its light intake to help it get to that crucial root-forming phase):
It has now shed all of the old stem stalks, and has fresh, sturdy-looking leaves that I try to position in the sunshine when we get it. Thus far, it has also escaped the cats’ notice; a good thing, given their previous herbicidal tendencies.
I am now impatient to be able to plant my garlic, as well as wondering if the weather will clear up long enough for me to actually lay down the landscaping fabric I bought under the north bed’s dirt.
In craftier news, my pumpkins are ready, as is my enormous candy bowl, and costume for the morrow’s eve. I am poised for our first for-reals Hallowe’en in household: so excited! Are you guys ready for the parade of parka-clad trick-or-treaters?