Somehow it's November. I stumbled through the past few months in a anxiety-induced coma of sorts, but the garden grew anyway. An important lesson: Seeds and weeds often grow despite our best / worst efforts. Much of life is out of our control.
Happily, our garden continues to provide purple passion even as the sun steals away day by day. This week I picked a couple of small cabbages and some of the onions. Still to come: Brussel sprouts and spinach. I'll take it as long as I can get it.
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