This is my vegetable garden last Saturday, a week after my first frost, with the squash vines dead on the top, though still going strong underneath. Christopher C. of the blog Outside Clyde, newly transplanted from Hawaii to North Carolina, wanted to know what to expect of this strange stuff called "frost."
The vegetable garden doesn’t go off a cliff after the first 32-degree night, but it takes a series of steps down into winter. I lost a lot of basil with my first frost. The beans and green peppers are probably next, so I harvested as much of both last weekend as I could. The very last thing to go in my garden are the Brussels sprouts–I’ve harvested those on Christmas day, even in Zone 4 in upstate New York. And the consolation is, a lot of brassicas actually taste better after a few frosts.