First Frost


Busy catching up indoors after my California trip, I wasn't really tuned in to the outside temperature. Out of curiosity, I looked up the weather the night before the market and was surprised that temperatures were suddenly dipping well below freezing. I grabbed jacket, gloves, and flashlight and dashed outside to the garden to hunt for anything I could salvage before the frost—a few herbs, some flowers, and the last of my Swiss chard. I hated cutting all of the chard since it was the healthiest and hardiest thing growing, but I didn't want to chance losing it. Back inside I couldn't help noticing the range of colors in the leaves—there's a reason it's called rainbow chard! I decided it was too beautiful to hide in the fridge and made it my centerpiece instead.