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We’re threatened with frost tonight, so I harvested. Luckily, there wasn’t much to it since I’m sick and all, but I managed! The little jalapeno peppers looked reasonable, but these were the biggest of the tomatoes. I think they’re Roma tomatoes, so picking them seemed almost criminal at this point. I only picked the biggest, and together with the peppers, they will make a half-decent little stir-fry or might end up on pizza. I left the majority of the tomatoes–they were just tooooooo tiny.

I covered them up with plastic for tonight. We’re supposed to be getting a couple more good weeks after tonight’s frost, so I decided to go with the chance that they will get bigger. I also have herbs in there that still need cut to dehydrate, so I’m hoping to save it all.
Despite the pathetic nature of my little unexpected harvest, it felt good to be picking something from my own garden. I hope next year I will be able to plant a real garden!!! I still do not have a garden space prepared–it was not top on the list of infrastructure development this year. Animals first. But I am hoping next spring I can manage something so that I will have a real garden!
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I can’t believe it’s frost time already.
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Hopefully, you will have a bit more time next year to plant a garden. You surely have a wonderful farm to do so.
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without an aching back:a new method of gardening”. If you get a chance to read it…..It might make things a little easier for you next year.
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