Back in October we had a near miss, but this morning we came out to see our first real frost of the fall.

I forgot to pick the green beans ahead of time, so we’ll have to do that this morning and eat them for dinner.

When it frosts I sometimes miss the tropics. Though I must say, having a break from gardening chores and mowing is good.

I must in all circumstances learn to be content, as the Apostle Paul said. The frost really is beautiful.

We pulled in our tropical plants to the enclosed porch last night. One day I’ll probably get a greenhouse, though I am loathe to spend the money.

Today’s project is to pull apart an old shed at a friend’s house, then to rebuild it as a permanent chicken coop on our own land.