This is what happens to my hands in very cold weather.
Those are cracks. Yes, they hurt. Yes, they bleed. Luckily for me, extreme cold doesn’t last very long here, and this will clear up in no time.
On tap today: more bread.
Enough for another three loaves of bread. One of those loaves is now down to a quarter of its size, only 30 minutes out of the oven. Tomorrow will be another bread day, I can feel it.
The seedlings went back outside to bask in the full, warm sunshine.
We brought them back in for tonight, as there’s frost (but no freeze) forecast for the area. Better safe than sorry, at least while they’re portable.
We are definitely having broccoli with dinner tomorrow night.
(Sidebar: you know, if you don’t want to renew a domain, perhaps notifying us of that fact when the invoice is generated would be better than telling us this when the invoice is processed – and the domain subsequently renewed. The renewal invoice generates in advance, after all.)
The cheddar cauliflower, alas, did not make it through the hard freeze Thursday night. There are apparently limits for it, and the upper teens plus a windchill in the single digits was not an environment it likes. No problem: I have more cauliflower seeds started in the flats.
The garlic is doing quite well, judging from the tops.
I can’t wait to start pulling some, to get a good look at it.
The brussels survived the freezes and are starting to take shape.
Shouldn’t be too much longer for these, which is good news for the people who actually eat these things.
The new round of peas (mostly) made it through the freezes this week.
There are a few here and there that look iffy at best. If they don’t perk up, I’ll pull them and reseed those. The snap beans that had come up all withered in the freeze and must be replanted.
While I was watering and weeding, and checking for damage, it felt like I was being watched.
And so I was, in a way.