The parsnips and scorzonera are long gone
and the only thing in the garden is spinach, lots of spinach. As usual, planted it the last week of August and let it winter.
Parsnips were wonderful this year, little core and so sweet. Scorzonera was good also, used the last of it to make a chowder. Really didn't have a recipe for scorzonera chowder so just winged it. If we had any more would make it again.
Way too cold to plamt anything yet but the spinach loves this cold weather and responds with more tender leaves.
This spring George has figured out how to bend over and pick the spinach leaves without falling over. He jams a spading fork in the ground next to the patch and uses it to help him get up.
Both working at the museum but it is so cold and windy that we don't get many visitors yet. George came home laughing yesterday, a lady from Finland stopped and I guess there were no other visitors for sometime and after he told her about the Pony Express, she told him about her homeland and decided to teach him to count in Suomi which I guess is the Finnish language. He said I could get to the number 2 before we both begin laughing. Must be difficult to pronounce.