Winter in the Summer?!?!
Well, it’s really summertime here, the time when everyone is starting to complain about the heat, pull out their swimming gear, and you can usually see some sprinklers going in mid-May.
Except this year. As I type, it is 46 degrees.
Now, I’m sure in the rest of the world, that might not seem to cold for eight a.m. Well, this is the South, folks, and anything below fifty is usually reserved for winter and our icy blasts in the Spring.
I’m supposed to be setting up at farmers’ market right now. But I’m fighting pneumonia. (And I’m feeling terribly guilty for staying at home.)
I guess this is the part where normal folks just stay inside till it warms up so they don’t get sick.
I absolutely amazed at the fact there are green tomatoes on the vine and I’m in three layers, including wool while I do morning chores.
The heat from our compost mixture seems to be keeping the plants warmer than they would be. I’m hoping for a good amount of warm sunshine today.
I know I’ll be grateful for the slow emergence of summer come July, but right now I’m just cold.
Chicks are doing well, plants seem to be surviving Blackberry Winter, and I’m sure we’ll all be well soon.
Peace,
Breann
