Tag: garden

  • Turning

    Spaghetti squash lies in the October garden beneath butter-yellow flowering broccoli. Bees still visit, bright-stripped and fuzzy, while cabbage white butterflies float over stem and stalk. The earth waits to be turned, the garlic cloves to be buried, the leaves to be gathered, scattered and spread. Our unpruned forsythia holds a bough of apple-red leaves…