I'm envious of your luck with the New Mexico style chiles, have never had them do well here. Smaller chiles, yes, bountiful harvests but not the flavorfull New Mexico type. I end up buying the dried one at a store in Houston and then reconstitute them when needed. It sounds as though your garden prospered under Chuck's loving care. <VBG> And your neighbors aren't doing too bad either with their bounty from your garden. I assume you have your computer fixed and are back on line for awhile now. George Margaret Lauterbach wrote: > > The forecast for night before last was 38 degrees F. The last time the > weather service predicted that, I had fence to fence frost on my garden. > Not too surprising, since the weather service measures temps 4 feet off the > ground, and cold falls. AFAIK, there've only been two studies done on the > difference between surface temp and the weather bureau site, and one of > those showed a 6 degree difference. > Anyway, a friend and I set out to pick the chiles. We got all of them > picked, a few plants hadn't yet set fruit, so we left them. Yesterday > morning, there were some frosted leaves on cucumbers and some on > tomatilloes or ground cherries, whatever volunteered. Last night's low was > predicted to be 36 degrees F., so we pretty well closed out the tomatoes > and eggplants. > > I sent out a call for help,and the person who showed up to pick ripe > tomatoes was the daughter of the people next door. When she was a child, > she was a royal pain in the butt. Now she has teenaged sons, and, > remembering her previous behavior, acknowledges that she was a pain in the > butt. Anyway, she and her husband were picking tomatoes, and I told them > some anecdotes or history of some they were picking (I had 39 varieties of > heirloom tomatoes), and part way into the afternoon, her husband said, > "Hey, this is fun!" I suggested they save seeds of some they especially > liked. > > We had one special disaster in the garden this year: rutabagas have cabbage > root maggots in them. We had poor germination of parsnips, so I hesitate > to dig one up to examine it. I'm hoping they're all right. Radishes were > okay. I have very nice kale, regular green curly, black or lacinato kale > and Portuguese gourmet kale (couve tronchuda). We also grew Thai pea > eggplants and some other unusual eggplants. DH didn't keep eggplants > picked when he should have, so we didn't get the abundance we should have. > Ditto the okra. > > I did get an abundance of Habaneros, and even got some Chocolate > Habaneros. I also had a big harvest of Big Jims and Barker Hot chiles > (NewMex style). The latter finally satisfied some friends that it was > possible to grow flavorful and hot NewMex chiles here. They had ordered 8 > lbs. from Hatch, NM, since they were unsatisfied with their own crop. I > gave the wife a Barker's Hot, she removed the stem and bit into the stem > end, placenta, seeds and all, then choked and cried and drank water until I > suggested she drink milk instead. Then she pronounced it "good." Jim lived > in NM for years, and even he pronounced that one acceptable. So I gave them > a liquor box full of Barker's Hot chiles. Jim has helped me a lot with my > computer and other things, so I was looking for something that would please > him. BTW, that abundance of chiles came from two plants. It took four Big > Jims to produce that many chiles. > > We love the Big Jims though, since they're milder. > > At this point, I can't say enough good things about having a map of the > garden on clipboard. It told us what we had and where it was, and where the > tomatoes were that I wanted to save seeds from. It's thoroughly > dog-eared. And speaking of dogs, my wire-haired fox terrier, Tathers, ate > fallen apples, picked a large overripe cucumber and started to eat that (we > took it away, and he lost interest in the cucumber family), started to eat > an elderly eggplant that should have been on the compost pile, plucked a > Habanero out of the picking box, and set it down without getting teeth > marks on it (burning lips should have told him 'no'), chased passing > animals on the other side of the fence, had a few barking bees with the > Dalmatian next door, rooted through foliage in search of mice, and > regularly circled around to see how I was doing. He was pooped out by early > evening, both evenings. He went to bed at 7. I was ready to join him, too. > > Since we were prepared, I think, we were spared a killing frost. We're > entering into Indian summer, and it's a beautiful time of year here in > southwestern Idaho. Golden warm days and sugar coloring leaves. Margaret L