I'm finally making enough progress on getting the garden ready for winter that I can start to feel good about it. (Whew!)
This is a shot of a partial row of raised beds I completed today. You can see the bed closest in the picture still has parsley on either end of it. Lush, beautiful, succulent parsley that I don't have the heart to yank out. Yet. I've never been successful at wintering over my parsley plants. Anyone have any suggestions as to how I might do it up here in da nort country?
Yesterday Papa Pea tilled up the field garden for me. At the far end of it, which you can just barely see in this picture, are the rows of potatoes that we have yet to harvest. The three long rows of strawberries are to the right, and if I can remain inspired, I could/should do a little weeding in them before a hard frost hits.
Four of the raised beds still have cabbages, red and green, carrots and beets in them. We had so much moisture this past spring, summer and into fall that the slug population was doing real damage. A couple of weeks ago, I decided to try stripping off all of the bottom and side leaves of the cabbages, and I do believe it's helped. Those ugly, slimy little creatures don't have nearly as much habitat in which to live, love and lunch now.
I'm shamefully admitting I still haven't harvested and processed my beets. I've been talking about doing it for a month (or more) but they've been silently waiting in their raised bed without yelling at me . . . so they keep getting pushed to the bottom of The List. But soon. I must get at them soon.
I made our first apple pie of the season today . . . with apples from our own trees.
Ooops. I may have been a smidge bit over zealous in the amount of apples I prepared. (Although I do dislike a skimpy apple pie, don't you?)
I predict the distinct possibility of serious burbling over in the oven.
Baked and cooling on the counter. Good smells in the kitchen!
And it didn't even boil over much at all.
A rainy day predicted for tomorrow, but if by chance that doesn't happen, I'll be back out in the garden. The end is in sight now.