The new packing shed construction progressing.
The low angle of the sun makes even the piles of sand left from Helene look beautiful. The leaves here are beginning to show signs of changing. We managed not to frost Wednesday night, and if we make it through Thursday night without a frost, we're headed into a little warm spell next week. Even if we do frost, it's not likely to be a killing frost and we may make it all the way to November before that happens. October has been a balancing act, for sure. It's my favorite month, but that favoritism has been tempered by Helene. I've been balancing the running of this farm with helping out as much as I can with relief efforts, while also not completely skipping October. It's not an easy feat. Normalcy and enjoyment feels like a betrayal, but it's also not helpful to sink into despair. So, we try to carry on with normal life by adding one more volunteer piece to normal. It has already become a routine.
Meanwhile, the crops are carrying on as if nothing happened. Well, at least the fall crops that happened to be on higher ground and were untouched by the flood. What a lucky happenstance! The chiles, too, were untouched and are having a last hurrah. Entering onto the scene are purple daikon radishes and why not have a last fried green tomato fest?
Enjoy your harvest!
