Feeling squirrelly is becoming second nature to us here at Elk Cliff Farm. I prefer the term eccentric, but squirrelly appeals this time of year because another definition of the term fits. Karen put up a bucket of yellow peppers today while I, hoping for a late first frost, planted a final patch of October beans (a/k/a dwarf horticultural beans) and worked on a batch of apple jelly.
They were supposed to be, and I haven't figured out what happened. If you know, let me know, would you?
Finally, here's my favorite, late sweet corn.
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