We planted our winter garden crop last week-- kale, cabbage, onions, beets, broccoli, sweet peas, spinach and salad greens. Everything seems pretty happy and is either growing or failing to croak.
We've only had two freezing nights, and today it was in the low 60's... I'm sure the plants are quite confused as to what season they're supposed to be responding to.
Packed our friend Marge back to Denver on Monday. What a treat to have her out, though the visit was too short. Lotsa schmoozing and reconnecting, Afghan food at the restaurant just up the hill, and more yumminess here at home-- we cooked beef barley soup, orange scones and some indescribable French baked egg thingies she discovered on HGTV.
Zoë and I are headed out sometime this week to snag a Christmas tree. We have a wreath on the front door that I sniff quite often, old dog that I am. Love the smell of fresh pine needles. We're planning on a pretty low-key Christmas and New Year's... quiet and thankful.
