Time of yr , I usually have ended my walk out to the garden . I ’m typically so busy that I have n’t had time to put in a late - time of year crop or think about extending the harvest into winter . This twelvemonth , I ’ve managed to change all of that !
Here in Ohio we ’ve had a number of light and killing frosts . I ’ve wander out to see what equipment casualty mother nature has done to my crops — it ’s been my little experimentation to see what continue viable under these conditions . At some degree rather soon , I ’m start to have to strategize what can be done to keep the crop going when the earth suspend . That wo n’t bechance for another span months , though , so I can still act as though my garden is active and productive .
So far , my carrots and beet are still wonderful sweet additions to the dinner party table . I also put in a enceinte stand of parsley and Chinese parsley . Some of my Coriandrum sativum was prove to go to seed before the hoarfrost hit . They look a trivial sad , but the plants that were still mainly greenery are making it indoors for belated - season flake and salsa on picture night . My parsley is a fleck deflate , but hang in there . I love to eat on the leaves in my morn smoothie , and they go well with the apples that are at their best right now . Lotus Johnson / Flickr
Two plant have surprised me more than any others . I learn my apprentices out to moil ascendant yesterday , and stumbled upon a row of Anthemis nobilis . Chamomile ! In November ! I ask that these delicate - bet blossom would long ago have been pledge , but no ! There they stand with their cheery yellow centerfield demonstrate tangibly that even the most gentle medicine can be herculean . The other plant that has surprise me is the tailwort .
“ I , borage , bring courage . ” I recollect the saying as I looked over the ruin of my garden . Where lie the brownness , deflated corpse of my tomato plant there can be found a new harvest of profane superstar - shaped flower rising above the brave , fuzzy leaves of the borage plants .
Borage ( Borago officinalis ) is an adrenal tonic and mode lifter . The leave of absence stench of cucumber when you bruise them . It is jar to reek that in a time that we are thinking of pumpkin spice , sage and odorous tater . I can only assume that these leaf , which feel much like the tongue of a cat , are function their prickly pelt coats for all the auspices they can allow for . I have several pounds of tailwort out in my previous - fall garden that I can harvest justly now and put in front of the ardour to dry out .
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I plan to harvest my tailwort and remember next twelvemonth that I do n’t need to bucket along quite so much to get everything into the garden at once . Borage is courageous in the facial expression of the coming cold and can wait its turn . It ’s still cater food for my honey bees as they batten down down the hatching . I ’m certain they are as thrilled as I am to see these plant expand . Perhaps borage will give me a deeper storey of adrenal support this wintertime , keeping aside the winter bombast every time I sip the teatime and think of my brave winter garden holdout .
