My middle daughter laughingly calls her home outside of Clark, CO, the "Clarktic Circle." On a recent visit, we drove home from our afternoon of self-indulgence at the Rocky Mountain Day Spa and snow began to fall. No snow tires on the car, the garden in full glory, and the hanging baskets too heavy to move! Hustling around, we picked all the ripe tomatoes, the cucumbers and the basil.
The garlic had been harvested a few day before and was ready to be peeled after soaking in water. The next day we woke up to a fairy land snow scene...
Deck Time Curtailed!
Fortunately, the carrots, beets, and greens survived the night under their caps of snow, snuggled in their hot houses.
Even the petunias seem ready to recover from their brief flirtation with freezing.
While my daughter was at work, I finished peeling the garlic and made many batches of pesto to freeze for the winter. Not sure I would like to live in a place where winter comes the third week of September!
Eek! That's scary to see that snow so early.
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