Emily Dickinson on frost:
Apparently with no surprise
To any happy Flower
The Frost beheads it at its play –
In accidental power –
The blonde Assassin passes on –
The Sun proceeds unmoved
To measure off another Day
For an approving God.
Friday night a light frost assassinated my basil and damaged a few other plants as well. I’m not sure how wide spread it was, but I know it hit some growers who sell at the Northfield Farmers’ Market.
Is there anything as sad looking as a plant knocked off by the frost monster ? .. we haven’t had one yet so I am steeling myself for it to happen .. the first time really ouches ! My sympathies girl ! LOL
Thanks for the sympathy, Joy, but it was my own fault. I was traveling Friday and got back home quite late. My husband warned me there might be frost, but I was already in bed and just rolled over and went to sleep. The next morning, I didn’t see any signs of frost–until I got into the garden and saw its effect. Ah, well.