It finally happened. The day that I nervously anticipate (and dread) every year…
…the day of our First Frost (dun dun duuun <– dramatic sound effect).
But I really can’t complain because this happened about a month after our average first frost. A MONTH! And what a difference that month made in my garden and the amount of produce we harvested this year!
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In all honestly, I was kinda ready for the gardening season to come to an end, and I’m glad that our first “frost” was a hard freeze. It’s like ripping off a band-aid. It hurts like crazy for a few minutes, but then it’s over.
Most years it’s a painful 2-3 weeks of painstakingly waiting, and watching the plants slowly die after each light frost we get. This year, everything looked great until WHAM, frozen solid.
A few years ago (2012), I was much more dramatic about the killing freeze, calling it “devastation in the garden” (but apparently I was ok with it back then too, humm).
I’m much more mature about these things now (wait, why are you laughing?), and can even kinda appreciate the beauty of the frost. It’s not so bad (when it’s a month late!).
Now I need to get my butt in gear and get this mess cleaned up before the snow flies!
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Tell me, how do you feel about the first killing freeze. Do you welcome it, or dread it (or maybe you don’t give a crap)?