It has been an unseasonably warm November here in Toronto. I’ve enjoyed an education in observing how trees and plants are reacting to an extended period of warmth, not to mention the thrill of coasting all the way into late November without a single flake of snow. JOY!
Meanwhile, my own gardens are continuing to produce healthy greens, broccoli, herbs, and flowers like we’re living on the west coast. I’d have a bigger crop had I not shut down earlier than usual in preparation for my time away or if the squirrels would ease up on the persistent digging, eating, and general ruckus. They were, and continue to be, more destructive than ever this year. I caught one hanging off of my giant cape gooseberry yesterday afternoon. It was attempting to steal fruit, which incidentally is still growing. In any other year that plant would have hit the compost heap ages ago.