Deadly frost allows for new beginnings in the garden
I work with a group of young adults from the Janesville Schools CHOICE program (Chestnut House Occupational and Independent Community). We get together weekly and garden. Last week we started removing frost-bitten plants. Jordan, a CHOICE alumnus who still comes to help summed it up best when he said, “It's so sad to say goodbye”. Last spring he planted a large container with basil, tomatoes and flowers, harvested the produce, and now was removing it all to be composted. He's right, cleaning up beds this time of year is like saying goodbye.
This sparked a conversation among the students about how the changing seasons allow for new beginnings every year. Next spring Jordan will be able to choose different plants and start all over again. Over the winter we Midwesterners relax, drink cocoa and read garden catalogs. By spring we have renewed enthusiasm for getting out in the garden again. It's a gift to live in an area with changing seasons.
By the way, I enlisted my husband to dig out the castor beans a few days before the frost. It really was like taking down small trees! And last Thursday my newly planted gingko, as if on cue, dropped all its leaves in one day. My garden's starting to look pretty bare. It's so sad to say goodbye.