mud

i got some really great gloves. they're warm and sweatery on the top and rubber on the work part.
today me and the hens got busy. i ripped at the strawberries and the hens scratched at the weeds.
i pulled out those pretty little heads of weeds. the kind that mutate to one solid mass if you don't get the very littlest last part of the root. i always get spiritual about it. but i won't right now. 
so anyway, these gloves kept my fingers warm and dry so i could dig deep in the mud, to get those roots

and harvest tiny nantes and parsnips that i planted last fall. the nantes were too delicate for wintering over.

i'll remember that. but the parsnips are lovely. it 's in the low 40's with a breeze. i been sitting on my laurels for the last couple a months so i didn't have quite the energy i wish i had.

i thank God for my other two hands that came to my rescue.

side by side, with the hens looking on, joe and i tackled those garden beds.

the mud smells sweet and it's all clean and ready for seeds come spring- which is JuST ARoUND THe CoRNER! woohoo!