We had a frost last night. I don’t think I have ever not lost a thing in the first frost. I always think about harvesting everything and then don’t and then regret it. I knew I should have picked everything yesterday. It wasn’t a horrible frost…My tomatoes and peppers are OK. But oodles of brown, wilted basil sit in my plot. A bit can still be salvaged.
I did already make two gallons of pesto but still, I hate wasting all those fragrant green leaves.
