For the very first time in 12 years, we actually managed to save seeds from everything we planted this past year. An incredible accomplishment, thanks in large part to Joseph, who kept meticulous lists, and has asked us all to weigh in on what we want to plant next year.
I’d say everything, except maybe not quite so many tomatoes.
Meanwhile, this morning, three of us gathered for work party — Marita, Joseph and me. We planned to clean, sharpen, and oil tools, an annual December task.
But first we needed to get a fire going in the greenhouse. Then we realized we needed sandpaper, steel wool and another small file. (We do have oil and WD40). So Marita and I went to the hardware store. Then, before working with the tools, Marita and Joseph went out to clip chicken wings (they’d been getting out.) I stayed behind, to get all the tools and put them in the greenhouse while the fire was revving up.
Then we got to work.
Weird. Lots of rakes, but only one hoe . . .
Marita sharpening edges.
Joseph, cleaning and oiling.
This task will take at least one more work party to complete.