First frost last night! Woke up to a fuzzy white carpet covering the lawn and the morning glories–which had been profusely blooming over the porch bannisters and azaleas–sadly crumpled and shriveled as were other delicate greenery. Time for my least favorite garden task–pulling out and cleaning up the tomato vines. By now the poor things are almost completely browned and dried but a few undamaged tomatoes still clung on. I harvested the last of these, some already ripening, and kept the best to ripen inside. I have to take back my previous assessment that such ‘counter-ripened’ fruit is tasteless–in fact, I ate a few of them this afternoon and they weren’t half-bad. Not as good as high summer vine-ripened, but better than store-bought for sure.
Anyway, since the plants are now pulled out and composted I can be sure this is the very last tomato harvest. The very first tomato I picked was in late July, the last mid October, so that’s almost three months of tomatoes! Not bad!