We were supposed to get the season's first frost last night. I left my tomato plants outside, where frost will surely kill them. I've yet to inspect them to be sure they survived the night, though it looked like it wasn't much of a frost when I left the house this morning. I do need a long term plan, because it's mid-September, and winter in New England is inevitable.
We had a condo association meeting last night, and toward the end, our neighbors complimented me on how much the garden was producing now. Really, nothing but the tomatoes has done much, but I've learned not to underestimate the power of red spheres in an expanse of green. (Or in the case of our lawn, brown and dirt.)
We are getting a second cucumber. Huzzah!
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