Ken and James-Michael pick mustard greens. The chickens want to know what’s in it for them.
Ken planted the fall garden, so I was very happy that he was able to be here for the first harvest. He has a short fall break at school, and he stopped at the abbey while on his way to go hiking in the mountains.
Neither the fall greens nor the sweet potatoes are fully mature, so we harvested only enough for a fall-feast supper. After supper, Ken built a bonfire. Fall bonfires, like pumpkin pie, are a sacred ritual. James-Michael, a friend from California, was here to share the feast and the bonfire.
Turnip, mustard, and beet greens, washed and ready for the cooking pot
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