It was pretty chilly this morning. I think it dipped below 50 last night. When we go out to feed the chickens we walk past the end of the garden where the corn is. Lately it's been browning and just looking a little sad and dead. The mixture of dew, chill, and rot, cemented the fact that we need to do some Fall prep work. Hell before we know it, it'll be time to plant garlic.