This year I will wear gloves. This year I will also wear a hat and sunscreen. This year I will stake things. This year I will thin ruthlessly. This year I will spray rotenone or something to get those flea beetles. This year I will stop those rose slugs that are devouring all my roses. This year I will keep up with my weeding. This year I will not break any more sod. This year, I will not start more seeds than I need. This year, I will not buy plants that I don’t have a place to put them in. This year, I will finally put in drip irrigation of some sort. And of course, this year I will mulch!
In the end, this may be the most important thing about frost: Frost slows us down. In spring, it tempers our eagerness. In fall, it brings closure and rest. In our gotta-go world–where every nanosecond seems to count–slowness can be a great gift. So rather than see Jack Frost as an adversary, you could choose to greet him as a friend.
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