|this is their small kitchen garden, right off the front porch|
This is my parent's continuous garden. Their Chard is 2 years old. Seriously. Yes, they get snow, they don't live in the tropics, but because of some wonderful green thumb-ness which I may have to earn instead of inherit, we ate fresh broccoli, lettuce, spinach, chard and sweet potatoes the size of newborn babies. MY newborn babies (who were both 10 pounds!)
So as I sit and watch the flakes drift to the ground on this, the longest night of the year, I'm dreaming of spring- or of every lasting spring- or at least of an every lasting garden. I'll take any of the above.
P.S. Stay tuned after Christmas for a special series of winter and non-kitchen composting.
May your family have a very Merry Christmas (all 12 days of it starting on the 25th!). God Bless!