becoming my great-grandmother?

I've been confronting a problem that no one in my family (I'm guessing) has discussed for generations: root cellars. I do bet that Ida Augerson in Soperville, Illinois, had one. But that was a loooong time ago!

What to do with the September/October bounty that overflows during the last few weeks of the farmers' market? I can't bear to just not buy it. So I've been asking everyone how to build a mini-rootcellar. An experiment, for this year, so something perhaps best suited to someone who lives on the 17th floor on 42nd Street in New York City!

And thanks to some website, I got an idea. Peat moss. That what they recommended, so I got some. And I made a little vegetable hotel. Remember, this is small scale. I put it in the garage, which is cooler than the basement but rarely freezes. So fa

r so good, though I see a little sprout coming up from an onion already. I just wanted y'all to see it, and if it does well, fine. If I soon have squashed

squash and smelly potatoes - then I'll admit it and try

something else next year. This is it: