Last Monday morning I showed up to the farm in my normal shoe attire: Uggs. After walking through field C for 10 minutes my toes were completely soaked and I was getting cold and cranky. Luckily I had my duffel bag of extra Winter gear in my truck; I threw on another jacket, gloves and my wellies and went off in the garden.
Days before we laid a think layer of horse manure and stall shavings over an unruly patch of weeds in field C. I knew the weeds would eventually grow through it, but any thick application of a mulch helps. When I walked through the field on Monday, I was surprised to see and feel frost on the ground. I felt worried for the tiny pea seeds I had planted a few days before, but the crunching of frost under my wellies was a nice welcome to Winter.