At the end of summer time seems to move faster and faster as we head towards September. It’s kind of like our new year around here, since my husband is a teacher the hustle and bustle of Fall beginning is imminent already as he heads in daily to work on his classroom and tends to everything else in the evening, meanwhile after 6 weeks of summer bliss and two sets of hands, I’m back to solo daytime parenting and exhausted.
This weeks post will likely end up having a sombre attitude. If you follow me on Instagram you will know, I am super bummed that yesterday morning, August 25th, we received the first frost. So not only is Fall rapidly closing in on us here in Alberta, but so is Winter it seems.
We’ve been feeling that kind of, it might be an early winter feeling for a few days, but we did not expect to lose parts of our garden overnight to an AUGUST frost. You truly do never know what is going to happen here.
What’s STILL growing
When I looked out on Saturday afternoon and saw brown and crispy basil, I could have cried. The Bee had brought in a nasturtium leaf in a light frost early in the morning, but we didn’t think much of it. As my gaze continued around the garden, the squash, the cucumbers, pumpkins, some tomatoes, tomatillos, and zucchini, plus much of the flowers, had met the same fate. Shrivelled up leaves, and browning stalks, while this isn’t devastating in the least as I cannot imagine having a full crop or relied upon harvest die like this, it sure felt devastating.
But, there are still things growing, looking to the brassicas, and strawberries, artichokes and a giant kale plant, they are still there, seemingly unharmed, ready to be picked at soon. So it’s not all bad, but I just could not believe my eyes and I truly cannot imagine how this would impact someone who’s livelihood depended on this.
This really hits home on how difficult homesteading can be. We are nowhere near living entirely off our land and maybe we never will be, but that is the dream. If something like this happens, so unexpected and we were so unprepared for it, what can you do? Nothing really.
Chicken Story
We have a few roosters that are going to meet the soup pot before Fall really gets going, because a) they are crowing all the time and b) I hate roosters, which you know. This week our one who thinks he’s cock of the walk (but everyone knows he’s not as even the hens will peck him into place) has been getting a little too frisky and also mean with the ladies and we do not like it. He was getting so bad, he had to have a little time out in the box! After a day in there he’s still not quite learned his lesson, but boy is he scared of us now.
As our house gears up for fall schedules and begins to also wind down into cozy sweaters, furnaces kicking on, and hot beverages, I can’t say I’m not excited. I do love the summer but the fall and winter aren’t that bad either. I’m writing this with wool sweater on and pumpkin spice tea in hand so really, I’m ready. If only winter didn’t get so cold and the garden could last a little longer. I’m hoping to work on an indoor greens garden over this winter, so we can have a little bit of summer with us all year round.