I still have kale and other greens in the garden, and even some hardy herbs worthy of plucking, but today I harvested the last cabbage from a frozen patch of earth dusted sweetly with snow - the first of the season. Tonight I made a simple and delicious stir fry with asian noodles for dinner and even The Boy paused to clarify, "this is from the garden?"
It was a day of lasts and firsts, passings and returns. And a new moon too.
That's what I made today. Peace.