...frequently get shot to smithereens around here.
When I started the Bog Blog, part of my intent was to keep a daily-ish log of what we were harvesting/collecting each day. Well, that was just plain silly of me because a) Consistency is not my best-known trait, and b) I should have known that the lack of a garden + unreliable laying hens = extended dry spells between harvests. D'oh!
I miss picking, and weighing and canning the glut of garden goodies so much. Spring can't come soon enough!