Last harvest

It's Fall now. Walking the dog under the misty full moon this week, I heard the geese high above. It's been lovely-foggy mornings lazily giving way to blue skies and burnished leaves. The veggies are about done, though the remnants of the tomatoes loom. I found a recipe for curried green tomatoes, and the Oregonian had a great recipe for whole wheat pasta and green tomatoes that's on the list for this week. We'll leave out the bacon I think...

The chickens have been helping with the garden cleanup. I'd like to think they've learned their lesson with Minerva's dog encounter, but more likely the grass and weeds have had the chance to recover since they've been confined so there's more to snack on. In any case, I appreciate their help and supervised their work yesterday while sitting in the sun reading the sequel to Chocolat...