I wandered out to the garden yesterday to see what was going on out there. Here is what I found:
The girls were taking advantage of the unseasonably warm, sunny afternoon to do a little housekeeping. All three hives were active, although the one closest to the house wasn’t quite as lively as the other two. In front of the hives, the henbit and purple deadnettle were thriving.
The Italian flatleaf parsley that refused to grow all summer apparently has decided to come up in the middle of winter. I’m not even going to try to figure out what’s up with that. (I am, however, going to take advantage of this situation to make tabouli in the near future.)
Strawberry plant, apparently impervious to the recent cold snap, appears to be thriving. It’s never produced berries, but it’s survived so many indignities that I just don’t have the heart to get rid of it. Maybe I’ll transplant it into the actual garden and treat it to a nice blanket of straw mulch and some compost one of these days.