The spectacular fall weather has finally succumbed to the season, and frazil ice has even formed in the Hudson.
As I write this on Oct. 7 I have just picked another small basket of tomatoes, zucchini and pole beans, a good month later than usual—no frost yet!
Picture newly laid black asphalt bulging up here and there, then green plants pushing on through and out to the light, ready to sprout up to six or eight feet high.
It seems that a critical mass of storm disasters have finally impacted enough skeptics that the country may start trying to do something about climate change.
Spring is slow coming this year, but as a result we recently had on our carport/roof/feeder a huge flock of redpolls, the sparrow-like birds which “irrupt” every other year or so from the far north.
Hanging Dams are the answer
If it’s knot-weed, what is it? It’s not bamboo, for one thing, though it grows like it. It is the very thick shrub which is blooming in thin white arches right now along roadsides.