Last of the Garden

Each night we hear we will get a hard frost, or snow or the beginning of winter coming down hard. My husband covers up the late crop of mixed lettuces and flowers and we hope they will be alive in the morning.  But a couple of days ago he pulled up whatever flowers that were still vibrant and picked the green tomatoes. Today the sun is shining and some of the vines are withered. The day glow orange cosmos and hard little green tomatoes sit warmly indoors.

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