Yesterday, in the garden, Christine ate four strawberries.
We’ve been enjoying beautiful fall broccoli.
The carrots are big, lusty roots. The other day we made carrot juice. It was sweet and flavorful without a hint of bitterness.
When you walk in the garden you can still stop by the cherry tomato bush and snack to your heart’s content.
In the greenhouse, the last of the “big” tomatoes slowly ripen.
We had the merest touch of frost the other night. One of its traces is the lack of color on some of the higher nasturtium leaves.
Potatoes, if left exposed to light, will turn green and toughen up.
In late summer, a datura plant sprang up in the pepper patch. We left it, to enjoy the blossoms and the seed pods. So spiky.
A few last zinnias splash color here and there.
Shivering under the petals of one was a remnant bumblebee.
We are enjoying our lingering fall.