It finally froze and took with it the weak, that would be the squash, mostly wasted tomatoes and the remaining beans. The Brussels sprouts laughed and plowed on intent on doing some serious growth now that they now have "their" weather.
Last night I meandered through the failing garden and rounded up the remnants of the year's efforts and like always, there are good things to be found buried among the vines and towering plants. This tomato was one of the year's largest. We had been holding back its harvest waiting for it to ripen. Match that baby!
We will eat it like a apple, a slice here and a slice there. This year there was great difference between the varieties, some so sweet and non acidic we canned them with a pressure cooker. But it is all over now and we can go to pouting and laying about sloth-like.
We also found a raft of peppers draping from the huge vines. Some like these Jalapenos don't get the same attention as the bells and chilies because if improperly ingested the bulk of ones digestive track can be consumed in smoke and fire. Still, we dry them up thinking they will make a nice Christmas decoration. Few get eaten, but some do by the bold. I am reading for the garden to be over.
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