Wishetwurra Farm Garden, early November 2016

We’ve had no major frost here yet. The other night, out on the plains, out at the airport, the temperature briefly hit 27°F, nearly -3° C. The thermometer here read 37° that morning, there was a little frost on our exposed-to-the-sky roofs, but in the garden there was only the merest touch of ice. There was some frost on the hay piles, and a few of the highest leaves on plants in the most exposed parts of the garden. Four days after this frost, pepper and nasturtium plants look almost unscathed.

Here, dear friends, is the Wishetwurra Farm Garden in the early November of 2016.


The garden, early November 2016. The asparagus patch near the greenhouse is fading to yellow. Fall weeds are thriving. 

I’ve been occupied with other fall work, and have had family matters that needed tending to. We have been doing long-postponed maintenance and painting work. One daughter and her family have just moved to Japan for two years. Another daughter and her family are moving to the Los Angeles, California area. Another daughter has announced her engagement. A family member was hospitalized for almost a week. (Everything’s fine now…)

Because of all this, not much agriculture has been happening in the last month. There’s been no weeding, little harvesting, no manure hauling, fall crops not yet planted.We did manage to bring in a couple of loads of manure, and a couple of loads of spoiled hay, for fertility and for mulch.  Small gains, but gains nonetheless.

A big thank you to you, Boreas, for being so late this year.


Below the yellowing asparagus patch are the fall coles—broccoli, cauliflower, cabbages, minestra nera. Then the exuberant growth of the new strawberry patch, then the leeks, then, where the corn once was, you see the lighter green of cover crop—oats and beans and radishes and whatever other surplus seed was kicking around. 

Fall is well under way. Over half the leaves are gone. Soon the trees that surround us will change from bulky, leafy masses to thin trunks and slender branches that let us see the distances that hide behind them in summertime. The added light this revealed sky provides during the cold time is a blessing.


Don’t look too closely. There are a lot of weeds in the garden. 

In this last photo, outside the garden, you can see final splashes of New England fall color. Blueberry reds and russets, maple scarlets and oranges, and at the right of the image, the yellow of a young black birch. And of course, there are oaken browns and tans.


The near green row is our winter carrots. One of these days we’ll dig and store them. Otherwise, what you see here is the dead, the dying, the weeds, and the work-to-be-done. 

The ‘pile will try to write a little more frequently in the near future.

There are some nice close-up shots waiting for the next post.

Hasta luego…



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