THE GARDEN IS QUOTING RUDYARD KIPLING AT ME, invoking a list of “if’s” as I survey what’s left to gather before coming cold renders the remaining possibilities moot. Can I keep my head when all about me—every vegetable and herb, every apple—are losing theirs? Can I stay ahead of impending weather (and find just a […]Related posts:harvest continues:… Read more from A Way to Garden — A Way to Garden