On Thursday, I inspected the last plants standing, the green peppers which thrived in their microclimate location this summer. The joints and several stunted green peppers were stunted and tinges with black streaks, victims of colder weather.
Today, Saturday, after an overnight low in the twenties, the last of the green pepper plants are frozen and in mourning, heads and leaves lowered to the earth as if in saturnalian prayer. The dill is still standing.
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