The Windral is once again drawing to a conclusion. Not a satisfactory conclusion, but nonetheless a conclusion. The question is not answered. It has a hanging quality and at the same time the question is ill framed, which means frustration, which in turn means that wonderful excuse, or book six of The Rabbit of Usk. Guess the Sabean Genre is mysterious.
Outside in the world beyond it's basically all about hacking back, heat, compost
piles and when to harvest carrots. Leave Carrots too long and they seem to fall
to white pox and cracking. A sad fate for a Carrot. And maybe it's just a
theory, but temperatures over ninety degrees are good only for Eggplant, Okra,
Creeping Grass and maybe Peppers. Certainly not Gardeners.