I did, in steps, put the summer garden away. I picked the last of the green tomatoes and two (total yield) green peppers and we had them in green tomato curry tonight. I made a final huge batch of pesto from the basil in the front pot and back yard. I took the whole oregano plant and made a Greek slurry/pesto with it, which we ate over baked potatoes. I dug the rosemary pot out of the bed and brought it inside, sending the big ancestral jade plant over to my sister to make space. I chopped a pile of summer savory and fermented it to use in soups and salad dressings this winter.
And in what I imagine to be French farmhouse style, I dried the entire thyme plant. It was a happy note in my kitchen for a week.
Then I roughly stripped most of the leaves off the twigs and bottled it up to store. Home thyme.
There seems to be no fall garden. I planted spinach, beets, carrots, and parsnips in August and September - how proud I was to accomplish staggered plantings! and out of all that, 1 beet and 2 spinach clumps came up. Humph.
I have noticed more experienced garden bloggers mention casually that such-and-such did not come up as if it is no big deal, but to me, this is still a big deal. Perhaps I am just playing little-house-on-the-prairie where there's no money or food if the seeds don't grow.
I should probably just focus on the garden success and count the rest as a learning experience, except I'm not sure I know anything else about how to make beets, carrots, and spinach grow next time.
In related news, my houseplants are all looking gorgeous right now. Too bad we can't eat them.