It has been hot here.

Nasty hot for days that are ready to fall into October. I can hear the plants in the back yard praying for cool and rain.

I finally got myself out there this morning and raked off all the weeds and detritus from the tomato bed and planted some of this stuff as a winter cover crop. Something I have wanted to do ever since reading about it in Organic Gardening in, oh, 1973?

Crimson Clover

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(What took you so long dimwit?)

The varying factors of delay would most likely fill a fat notebook. I won't bore you with them. But as we speak, the sprinkler is wetting down my clover seeds. I hope they like it in our back yard. I hope Fiona will stay out of them. But I'm trying to keep my farmer's philosophical hat firmly on my head just in case she decides to use it as her latrine.
Maybe if I keep it quite wet, it won't be so inviting.

There are still dying flowers to pull up and general trimming and cleanup, but I'm waiting until it cools off. That's my last word on it.