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No matter how your garden grew this year (and cooler weather in Michigan and elsewhere doomed many a garden to miserly results, while heat and drought performed the same task elsewhere), there’s always next year.
Well, not for me … I’m going to let mine go fallow next year – it’s way overdue. (see Leviticus, chapter 25)
But MOST years, fall is a time of taking the last of the harvest and storing it somehow. My wife and I usually can as much as we are able, dry some and spread the rest quietly around wherever we see need.












