Not Frosty the Snowman, Frosty that coats the pumpkins. He’s been missing in action. Here it is, the first week in November and, though there has been a little early morning frost on the car windshields, the heavy frosts are nowhere to be found.
I picked a few peppers from the last plants in our garden yesterday and they were perfect. A heavy frost would have ruined them. And my lettuce patch is still churning out beautiful leaf lettuce, as if it were spring. Maybe we’ll have a mild winter, who knows?
It’s been a strange year, weatherwise, but I’m not complaining.
