While it makes me almost giddy to be able to amble out in the darkish days of December and harvest a salad, it is also appalling. Count me on the crazy side, but it is wrong - WRONG! Where is my snow? Why am I forced to view brownish vistas every stinking morning? Blech. I want winter during winter, dammit!
Now that I've calmed down, I will share my surprising little harvest with you.
Volunteer mustard - the plant that keeps on giving.
I may never have to plant it again. I just have to relax about it growing
where it wants.
Mixed spicy blend in the cold frame.
Kale. 'Nuf said.
Swiss chard has battled through a couple of
freezes and has - so far - eluded the voles.