If there is a book called "Farming for Dummies" I should have it. I will admit that I did not know that you could plant anything besides cabbage for a fall garden. But thanks to a fantastic graph I found, I now know what to plant and when to plant it. So, August 15th I crunched up the soil in my garden beds and pulled out any stringy roots left from the spring garden, and I planted non-cabbage stuff.
Besides the above, I also put peas and lettuce in. I finally found the lettuce I had grown and loved years ago; I love the way Salad Bowl Lettuce grows and thus I had a small exploratory expedition into Farmer's Seed and Supply in Lynchburg to find a bag of seeds.
I had, heretofore, only driven past it on occasion, but now I will have to go back again. They had enamelware pots and pans and other funky little items that called to the funk in my soul.
I know they look like rats, but they are chicks playing in the compost mess. We've had loss from illness, from Chloe and from a hawk. Thank goodness one of the sisters from the Hall wants to order chickens, so I'm replacing my losses and placing a joint order. Tomorrow I am building a run specifically for the little chicks to keep them safer from attack, whether it be aerial or wearing a pink collar. The amazing thing is the Buff Orpington has survived, and being the lightest colored one, I would have thought it would have been the victim of the hawk. Instead it was a barred rock pullet. Oh, well, that's farm life, isn't it?