Only 56 Days!
Everywhere you turn, you hear of frozen pipes, cars in ditches from icy roads, and caution to get your animals inside from the frigid cold this winter. With all this in mind, I wrote a poem called Winter Blech. Winter Blech! Bare trees.All gone dormant.Plants reside in the basement,under grow lights. Bee hives are securedfor the winterwith mouse guardsat the entrance. Time to settle infor the long wait’til we see Jonquils again. As of today, January 23, 2024, Spring is…