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Everyday there is something to observe. With the melting snow, we can see where the dogs relieved themselves all winter. New wildflowers pop up overnight. Birds return from their winter haunts and declare their territories with loud calls and repeated banging. It rains. The mud returns. The sun shines. We go out and work furiously. And then it snowed.

Fall is the time to plant garlic. Weekend rains – the first substantial moisture we’ve had in months it seems – left everything fresh and sweet smelling and ready to start anew.



The last couple of years I’ve planted garlic from my previous harvest. This year I am trying some glorious garlic from a family farm in the Twisp River valley. Each head was almost a handful!


Raindrops on a leek


Uh oh, Ken has my camera now.


Luna watched from the patio garden near the house.


The garlic is planted and fertilized with horse manure from the base of Patterson Mountain and mulched with straw from a demolished straw bale building up in Lost River.


A few of the red potatoes; there are still many more to dig


The biggest spud!


Fall colors in the Methow Valley


Putting away food for the cold months is a major preoccupation these days. Like bees gathering nectar for honey, we are freezing, drying, canning and just generally squirreling away food for winter. We have a deer in the freezer and lots of fish already (it’s not even steelhead season yet). From our neighbors, we have some rabbit, a new meat for us. And from the garden I’ve dried onions and garlic for storage, made pesto from our basil and also from our kale to store in our freezer. Beans are frozen as well as corn from the Columbia Basin. I’ve dried nectarines from a roadside stand and tomorrow I need to make some jam from the really ripe ones. There are lots of potatoes to dig. We hope to get some honey from Ken’s bees however they have recently been attacked by ‘robber bees’ from someone else’s hive. He’s covered most of the entrances but still these robber bees are all around and they are not only aggresive to Ken’s bees but to us and the dogs too.


These are the ‘robber bees’ trying to steal Ken’s bees’ honey


Various kinds of garlic to get us through the winter

Yellow Onions. I am not so good at growing onions as I am at growing garlic


Dried nectarines for skiing and hiking outings! What a treat.


Little tomatoes. These would be good dried.


Big tomatoes for fresh eating or sauce


Still some bees getting nectar and pollen from the tall sunflowers




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