It's Fall, It's Pomegranate Season!

Rose from my garden

Back in Wisconsin, I dreaded fall, because while fall is absolutely stunning with its oranges, reds, golds and browns dressing the trees and then raining from the sky, once the leaves come down, cold descends like a blanket for the next 6 months. Cold stifles breath, thought, movement. The cold was so overwhelming and long-lasting that it was hard to enjoy fall's finery for the depression brought on by the shorter, colder days. 

Lunch-time pomegranate

Here, there are flowers, fruit and fall color. The temperatures won't go below 28 and that, to me, is amazing.  In January, that's bikini weather in  Wisconsin.  My sister surprised me with the season's first pomegranates last Saturday at the Davis Farmer's Market.  Aside from the citrus family, which one can pluck from trees here, pomegranates have to rank as the fruits of the Gods.  I made quick work of one pomegranate for lunch.

Fall brings with it lots of yard work, and until I moved up to Davis from Fairfield a month ago, I had been able to avoid all forms of manual outdoor work since moving out here in February.  Not so now. On Wednesday--the first day of the blog class, it was slated to rain in the afternoon, so I had to rush and get the 6 bags of soil amenders on top of the hard-pack in my 2 raised beds.

In theory it was soil. According to my new landlords (more on them later--they're amazing), it was clay.  I did manage to load the bags from my truck (the aloha-mobile) on to the beds and then turn over the beds thanks to the rain holding off.  In fact, the rains held off long enough for the San Francisco Giants to win the first game of the World Series. Imagine that.

So today is the last day of my vacation, which I have spent putzing around the hale (Hawaiian for "home"); I work over the Halloween weekend and that should prove interesting and quite busy, for while the young'uns are out trick or treating, the old 'uns are out trick and mayheming and making our lives interesting.  Have a Happy Halloween.  Here is my cat Gizmo, here to say that not all black cats are scary.

Have a Purrrrfect Halloween