Autumn ended on Sunday. Until Sunday, September seemed unusually–and wonderfully–mild: the garden was still growing and producing; we were in short sleeves and sweating as we worked outside. Suddenly it’s cold, the trees are bare, and termination dust is sweeping down the mountains like an avalanche.

It’s okay. We’re almost ready. We’ll put the garden to rest this week and finish preparing the new permanent beds. Such progress we made this year!

We had a final cookout tonight to say goodbye to Fall and hello to Winter: grilled red salmon and fresh carrots, potatoes, onions, and zucs seasoned with just-picked rosemary. Yum!

This is when I long for a gas grill so we can grill into winter. Sigh. Someday.

Have the leaves even turned where you are?