Maybe six weeks of confidence before
frost. Which will then slap us in the face for a night or two.
Surviving those couple of nights can extend the season into
November. I know this because we once had lettuce from the vegetable
garden on the last Thursday of that dreadful month.
mention this because all Lavender cuttings have fallen and are
buried. And I think there is time to try again. But this time
with a technique that might be dangerous this late and so far north.
The technique is wretched in it's
thoughtlessness. Yet sometimes when circumstances create confluence,
and if the Lavender star is rising, and if I can maintain an evenness of
moisture, and on into the zone of 'if' until eventually it becomes luck,
then in some distant future maybe I can concern myself with the
uncertainties of moles. Who are deep in the dry ground waiting for
those conditions so perfect for Lavender.
So much easier to dream of constant
things, like concrete or ice-cream.