One nice thing about the Ozarks is the long growing season. It allows for a fall garden to usher in cold weather.
August was very wet this year. Tomatoes split. Peppers drooped unhappily. And fall planting was delayed.
Crops for the fall like cooler weather so it seems strange to plant them during a hot month. After the middle of August there is time for the seeds to enjoy warm weather for germination. September brings cooler growing weather.
Cabbage is a popular fall crop. Transplants are available for it, broccoli, cauliflower and Brussels sprouts. I grow the cabbage and skip the others. They take too much room for too little in produce.
Instead I opt for turnips, rutabaga, beets, lettuces, spinach, winter radishes and a variety of greens. The smaller vegetables go into the shade house. The turnips and rutabaga get far too large for there and are frost resistant so they go out in a garden bed.
The week the seeds should have been planted brought over seven inches of rain. My garden does have good drainage, but that is pushing it.
The seeds finally made it in as another storm came in. It was late in the afternoon. Thunder sounded to the southeast, a definite warning of rain to come.
I was half done. The goats needed to come in. I tried to speed up.
Only one long row was left. The first scattered drops skittered across my back. More and louder thunder dared me to finish.
The last seeds went in as the first big drops fell. I wouldn’t have to water any of these seeds in.
Augustus was racing into his pen as I arrived to swing his door closed. The herd was huddled under the persimmon and hackberry trees as I swung the gate open.
The goats fled for the barn. I walked. I was already soaked. But the fall garden was planted.