Fall\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Waxing Autumn Moon<\/p>\n
In spite of the 80 degree plus weather it felt like a fall day outside.\u00a0 The sky blue, the clouds white, the sun weak.<\/p>\n
Collected the potatoes.\u00a0 After Mark carried the harvest inside, I put the potatoes on slatted wooden shelves that slide into our root crop storage system.\u00a0 They went into the garage stairwell for a couple of weeks of higher humidity curing, after which they will return to the pantry and await their turn in the pot.<\/p>\n
The garden beds have begun to empty out.\u00a0 Most of the tomato plants are down, the garlic left in July, carrots, for the most part, harvested.\u00a0 The major crop still left in the ground is the leeks.\u00a0 These are Musselburg Giants and they have grown thick and tall, dark green leaves on top, so much thicker than those pencil lead thin plants I started in the hydroponics.<\/p>\n
Fall gardens have a melancholy feel.\u00a0 Plant matter turned brown, fruits and vegetables collected and eaten or stored.\u00a0 In northern climates a garden’s year has its temperature controlled limits, after mid-September growth slows and begins to stop.<\/p>\n
By October most things have stopped growing altogether.\u00a0 By November even the hardiest plants have either disappeared underground with food stored for the winter or given up struggling with the cold nights.<\/p>\n
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