Cold Colors

Final colorful yield of the garden and trees.

Before we went away at the beginning of the month, we went leaf peeping so we wouldn't miss this season's colors; really, though, it was too early then, and the colors weren't quite vivid yet.

Came back and it was decidedly colder. Maybe it was just the marked contrast from Vietnam, where days hovered near 90F, and even at its "coldest" in the North, we were at about 65F; whichever, we set foot at JFK late the weekend before Thanksgiving and I very much appreciated my weeks-neglected jacket.

Post-Thanksgiving Friday, ahead of our past weekend freeze, I had every intention of bringing in the cold-intolerant plants (really, it probably should have happened at the 50F threshold, but I push my babies to their limits; maybe they'll grow more resilient?) - but, well, jetlag. I have managed to recover well enough to function during work hours, but my sleep cycle is all types of wonky - jetlag? perimenopause? mid-age insomnia? In any event, it wasn't until Saturday day, after a solid ~4 hours at 32F or just below, that the tropical plant babies finally came inside.

And the final fruit of the late-transplanted Mama Hen excess tomato seedlings, in whatever stage, were harvested - some clearly still green preemies, but some quite mature orange-gold.

And outside the Jardin, with the chills that set in while we were half a world away, the trees really came into their own.