It’s been a lovely autumn in North Carolina. The leaves have been spectacular – nearly intoxicating in their brilliance. The temperatures have been warm with just enough cool snaps to enjoy a hot cider. And although the evenings have flirted with frost and freezes, low winds have prevented plant damage.
My geraniums have bloomed steadily and my sweet pepper plants have kept producing their fruits. The herbs are lush and the basil is still fragrant. But the sand has run out of the temperate hour glass. Lows in the twenties are expected for the next couple of nights. However nice they appear right now, I know they will never survive that.
So I’ve spent precious free time hauling in sensitive plants that I usually keep indoors over winter, and collecting the peppers, herbs, and scallions. I also emptied the fountain and removed the parts that might be sensitive to freezing temps.
But there are things to put out too, like lots of bird seed in the feeders and a heater in the garage for my old dog. She has an arthritis cushion beneath a double doggie bed, and stays comfy warm as long as we keep the heater running.
These are rituals for me, the ones that initiate a new season leading into holiday activity. I’m starting to look ahead, imaging Thanksgiving dinners, decorations, Christmas parties and pot lucks. What can be done ahead of time probably needs to be. There are dishes that can be prepared and frozen for last minute entertaining, outside lights can be strung on the holly trees that flank my house, and shopping can be – dreaded?
We have a host of birthdays this month and they will need to be shopped for and dinners penciled in on the calendar. And as most of you know, I am participating in NaNoWriMo, which is going well.
I did have two days without internet. I’m still not sure exactly what happened, but I think it had something to do with the new fiber watt line the telephone company with whom I have internet service is installing. Suffice it to say, my computer eventually told me to reboot the modem by unplugging it, leaving it off for five minutes and restarting it. This worked perfectly except now I am flummoxed by how it knew.
My car had to go in the shop for maintenance and repairs and a blood test revealed that I am abysmally low in Vitamin D.
Oh, November, how do I love thee?
Maybe November loves me back with these offerings from Mother Earth. I think I’ll make a nice stir fry and save the basil for pesto or a Marguerita pizza. It’s the best I can do with these last offerings of the garden’s bounty.
Can you get Vitamin D from a sun ripened pepper?
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