I expanded this year's squash garden to try my thumb at growing flowers for drying and despite crucial weeks of neglect, or perhaps because of said, while our attention was focused on storm clean up, these beauties have thrived. And yet, last night's forecast was unusually low, even for this point in the season, and there are still many flower heads in the development stage that I didn't want damaged, so we scrounged the farmhouse for old sheets and tarps and covered our remaining tomatoes, basil and a plethora of flowers until their time is nigh, while I dug out something warm from my sock drawer for the night. It's hard to believe the most humid day of the entire summer was just a few fleeting days ago, while frosty conditions called for drastic measures in the garden and in my sleeping attire. I declare fall has officially arrived and with it, sock season has begun.
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