I recently learned that the word “autumn" has linguistic roots that mean "end of summer," or "harvest.” The word fall finds itself in my vocabulary more frequently, but I love the poetic sound of “autumn”, even more now that I know it’s origin.
In my own tiny garden, other than a few more dried beans and the last of the zucchini, my harvest has wrapped up. I’m still learning how to grow in this climate, and had a meager tomato crop but lots of cucumbers and zucchini. And, bountiful winter squash. Like this heirloom Waltham butternut here, which I grew from @bakercreekseeds.
If I had more space, I would grow lots of heirloom winter squash simply for the fun of their different stories and shapes. But for now, I stick with growing my tried-and-true favorites: butternut, Kuri, and delicata. .
These beauties were roasted then stuffed with barely, onions, walnuts, goat cheese and copious amounts of sage and thyme, for a #localthirty