Winds of change are blowing strong here from drought, change in season and forces beyond reckoning. Most are finding their way through it, though not the winter garden. The dead snow peas and other winter fare are now mostly buried under a layer of fresh compost. Legumes fix nitrogen to the soil as their remains add it as well. In the dry weather the buried brown matter will help hold moisture. Anything green left the cow or I consumed.. Other losers are the grass, old oaks behind the barn and some of the local wildlife. Change isn't all bad: bitties hatched, sweet potatoes were started, as soon will be okra and watermelon. Turns out it was Busterpony that chewed threw the rope and broke the garden gate to consume the spring carrots.
Careful for the Fallout