Thirteen degrees Fahrenheit (16 by another, north end vs south end porches) with a howling wind last night?  It is noon, and the quarter inch of snow, in full sun, on a dark gravel drive-way has yet to melt!

Apparently, we need to stop thinking about fall, and start thinking about winter….I probably ought to get the carrots, rutabagas, and parsnips under a bit of cover…which reminds me of some beets I put in the basement….