Deb, I think it's in the bones. My mother was always too warm, and my father was always chilled. I'm the chilled one!
I've never seen wild black raspberries for sale, have you? Sometimes there are the vapid red ones, $7 for a tiny carton, five ounces? And probably loaded with pesticides. I'll be moving to a new home even closer to the beach in a year, rich soil! And I'll build screened houses for my food. I know all about hungry critters, they destroy all my mangoes every year, the birds and fruit bats. Never see them when the mangoes aren't ripening.
I saw a set up where someone hung rain gutters at head height, and had strawberries hanging out of them, might ty that.
I still don't have a comprehension of what "100 hours of chilling" means.
