Once our nightly frosts
got down to the high 20s, quick
hoops were no longer
enough to protect our
last tomato plants.
So I ripped out the dead vines (and two gallons of green tomatoes to
pass on to the chickens) and moved the quick hoop over to our broccoli,
tatsoi, mustard, and tokyo bekana.
Thanks to my obsession
with planting greens at the end of the summer, our vegetables are still
coming almost entirely out of the garden. I've thawed out a
couple of cups of sweet corn to go in soup and a few dried squash and
mushrooms to round out our lasagna. But mostly we're eating fresh
veggies still --- mixtures of sauteed leafy greens every day, salad
with the last tommy-toes and sweet peppers still ripening inside, and
an occassional head of broccoli.
Add in the oats
and oilseed radishes
that are vibrantly growing organic matter for our soil, and the garden
still feels completely alive. I wonder how late into the winter
we can eat fresh?