The latest incarnation of my column detailing the trials and tribulations of my garden. Away from my own small home and garden this week, I sit looking out over Salt Lake City, Utah from the 22 nd floor of a downtown condo, the very antithesis of my usual arrangements when I am writing this column.
Snow drifts past the wide windows and fuzzes the lights of the city.
A heavy snow was predicted for last night but all we received was a sprinkling with no accumulation at all. The temperature hasn't dropped very low, barely dipping below freezing in the middle of the night. Most still have flowers and don't show any frost damage at all. The coming weeks call for much colder temperatures though and all these plantings will be gone until next year. Although the fall color is definitely past its peak, I can still find an occasional splash of red and yellow about the town.