March in VA is pretty unpredictable. The other day, it was a balmy 70 degrees, this morning we awoke to an inch of snow on the ground! But, since we do live in VA and our state isn’t as good as others in handling snow “emergencies,” my work always operates under a delayed opening to give VDOT a little more time to clear the roads. Which is great, since it gives me a few more hours in the morning to do farm chores!
I normally don’t get to feed the chickens in the mornings during the week because they’re “lazy” and don’t come out of the coop until the sun comes up. And if I throw food out to entice them to carpe mane (not sure if that’s a thing or not, but just roll with it) the pigs eat it instead (they know how to carpe mane). So this morning I was able to give the kittens and pigs food and fill up watering apparatuses, come back inside and eat my own breakfast, and then feed the chickens after the sun finally came out. We were also able to get some more seeds started!
So here’s to small victories, in hopes that spring will be here to stay! Enjoy a shot or two of whisky (as opposed to green beer) in celebration and remembrance of the “saint” (technically was never canonised, but he was still a good dude).
True Love and Homegrown 
Happy St-Patty’s Day to you! We are alcohol free here so spinach/walnut pesto and green smoothies are on the menu tonight. LOL! What do you have growing? We have delayed our vegetable planting. We still have over 6 ft of snow in our yard so no sign of true gardening yet.
Holy cow, that’s a lot of snow! We’ve got a little bit of everything growing – tomatoes (paste, beefsteak, and grape), peppers (hot and sweet), squash, cukes, lettuce, arugula, spinach, kale, collards, basil, onions, radish, and I’m sure I’m forgetting something (L has it all written down in our garden journal). Enjoy the pesto and smoothies!
The painter Charles Burchfield envisioned a cycle of seven seasons: (1) winter giving way to spring; (2) spring; (3) summer; (4) autumn; (5) autumn giving way to winter; (6) the depths of winter (not without promise); and (7) winter waning yet retaining its grip. I’m sure one can find the tao in that understanding of the seasons’ cycle. Right now, we’re somewhere between (7) and (1).
Cheers on St. Patrick’s Day!
Love it!