I swear it’s spring. 70 degree days…flower buds trying to burst…fuzzy pussywillows… So why does the calendar say March 13? Is it some cruel joke? Will another April Fool’s Snow ruin all of this precious life? Let’s hope not. In the meantime, I choose to believe it’s spring!
It’s cold today in the Shenandoah Valley. It’s supposed to get up to 50, but my thermometer won’t budge past 40, so my plans of putting in the garlic and shallots is postponed till tomorrow.
I’m full of plans this time of year, and one of those involves maximizing my canning for next year. I’m […]