text by Margaret Hathaway and photos by Karl Schatz

Frost has finally taken the last of the tomatoes, and we’ve put most of our gardens–with the exception of the broccoli, leeks and those hardy greens–to bed for the winter. It feels a little strange this time of year to be marking rows, digging out trenches with the hoe, and planting. But it’s garlic season, and there are bulbs to separate and a few hundred cloves to get in the ground.