I’m beginning to see the end*. Gaps are appearing where summer annuals have been yanked. Seed heads are quickly replacing flowers and colour in the garden comes more from the green leaves that are shifting towards yellows, reds, and browns.
The world is in transition. I’ve been thinking about this lately. The way I focus on an ending, when what is really happening outside is more closely akin to a transitional change. The only thing that is really coming to an end is the way I interact with my garden through the coming winter months… which (and I believe this is the real reason for my perspective) is not much at all.
And just like that we’ve gone from summer to fall. I could see the changes coming: the bean plants turning yellow and then brown; then, of course, that first colourful fallen leaf on the sidewalk. Despite these subtle signs, this year fall came suddenly, almost painfully. For that reason I thought it would be good therapy to do a prompt that could be used as a reminder of the wonderful things that come with the change in the season. As always, you are also encouraged to accentuate the negative if that’s the way you’d prefer to go.
Grow Write Guild Prompt #12: Describe fall in your garden in 5 to 10 words.
Nothing should ever be touched with one’s fingers. This was one of the principles behind Victorian dining etiquette and it resulted in a plethora of highly specialized utensils and serving pieces, including the Tomato Server, a decorative slotted/pierced spoon designed specifically for serving slices of fresh tomatoes.
Think on that a moment. Someone invented a spoon whose sole purpose is to transfer a tomato slice from a serving dish to your plate. Victorians were kind-of bonkers.
It’s the height of the harvest season, and while I know not all of you are into growing food, it’s practically impossible to be a gardener without growing at least one edible plant: a special variety of mint because nothing else will do in a mojito; hot peppers because their diversity fascinates you (this is me by the way), or simply just ’cause.
That said, this one is for the food gardeners and eaters. Late summer is when most of us are bringing in the big hauls and when our grower’s pride really kicks in.
Canning jars are everywhere in my home. There are jars in the fridge and freezer, and populating the cupboards and shelves in my kitchen. Many are bursting with dried goods of all sorts and others are filled with assorted and sundry floating in acidic and syrupy liquids — an apothecary of deliciousness. There are other jars still; in my office, basement, and even in the garden. I use jars to hold my surplus of self-saved seed, and others to house crafting and home repair supplies. There are jars in the bathroom stuffed with handmade epsom salts, cotton balls, and Q-tips. Jars are used to transport road trip meals and others affixed with water-tight plastic lids make it possible for us to bring our own home brewed cappuccinos to go.