Mud, Mud, Mud… and some Milk
Our quiet winter days have come to an abrupt end. Not that we ever have anything quiet around here; we do have three boys aged seven and under. Perhaps I should have said ‘uneventful’ rather than quiet. Gone are the moments of peacefully watching sap boil, we’re now full into milking, seed starting and mud. So far we’ve started onion, broccoli, pea and butternut squash indoors. The bay window in the front of our house has trays of seedlings set before it,…