|the 4 in front are the barred rocks we got early January|
Before the very cold temps in the single digits, I harvested all the remaining carrots from the garden, which ended up being just under 2 lbs.
|blueberry breakfast cake, before cinnamon sugar topping|
|waiting for a spot at the feeder|
I watched several episodes of Coal House online. I believe this is the grimmest of the series I've seen of reenacted time periods. This takes place in a coal mining town in Wales in the 1920's. These series do make me very aware of just how blessed I am to live in these times and conditions. Interestingly, a movie that had been on my Netflix queue arrived, Pride, which was also a story partly about a coal mining community in Wales. A different time and a different story, but I was thankful to have this background before watching it. I was happy to see the rhubarb, parsley and collards all seemed to have made it through the bitter cold OK. Though they are out in the open, they all seemed to be happier than the greens under the hoop house. Gardening is always interesting!