Summer left us suddenly and early this year... usually these last few days of summer into autumn are warmer and often linger into October. This year feels different. Even my students have marked the earliness of it all. The socks and wool have made their appearance already, we've had temperatures around forty at night and stew twice in the past week. It's chilly. Those early signs of the "long season" have us quickly putting things away, harvesting what we can: loads of butternut, a surprise ghost pumpkin, the last of the eggplant. They have us putting garlic in the ground (Rob's crop this year was... abundant!) before the frost. And these days have us (and the small one) enjoying the last rays of the sun despite its strange autumn slant. I so love this season... Happy Monday!
