I started a new garden for next year, had a tractor mounted tiller come in and chew up a piece of the pasture, which was then limed, manured, and seeded to buckwheat as a green manure.
The blossoms were so lovely and the bees flocked to them, but the buckwheat had to be tilled under to fertilise the soil before it went to seed.
Trusty old Big Red, vintage 1978, chomped his way through the tangle of buckwheat, and once mixed with soil the plants began to break down quickly.
It's such fun to watch him having such a great time with the animals, and they really seem to be drawn to him.
Avery came and said his goodbyes to the horses, and then was on his way back to Ontario. I miss his frequent visits.
The weather forecasters had us thinking hurricane Earl would blow us all to kingdom come, so we tied down everything important.
We had record breaking high temperatures in late august and the hottest day ever was Sept 1. I'm so thankful to live on the coast as no matter how hot it gets here, its always hotter inland. Counting my blessings these busy end of summer days as I'm up to my elbows in ripe tomatoes, canning, making pickles, preserves, and freezing summer's bounty.