Nothing new in the dahlia department here. All tubers are in their deep sleep.
Winds are whipping heavy snow right now. We have a steady 35⁰. The first snow is enchanting. It's sticking and accummulating. Can't say I'll feel this way about snow after Christmas.
As I fed the bluejays & woodpeckers this morning, I could hear the turkeys in the empty bean field out back. There's lots to eat. The farmer's gravity wagon has a rusting hole and we noticed a trail of beans. Turkeys noticed, too.
