I knew it was coming. We are already a week past our average last frost. Summer simply doesn’t last forever at 7,500′, but the plump acorn squash, bright sunflowers and ripening tomatos kept me over-optimistic. A light frost came through last night, like a betrayal from the summer sun, wilting the basil and squash leaves. Fall is here…
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Sounds like you are doing very good with the farming–and eating good too!! I can taste the honey!! Keep up the good-(hard?) work!!
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