Granted, the traffic is horrible, there is the occasional earthquake, there is heavy consumption of kale, and people will wear yoga pants even to church, but...
It is January and I am eating lettuce from my own garden.
You can't grow everything this time of year. I tried beans, but we had two nights of frost. It was a tragic lose, but we are coping the best we can.
The Swiss Chard looks like its in league with Lance Armstrong. Behind it you can spy brussel sprouts; lots of leaves, but will I ever get my little baby cabbages?
Did you know arugula flowers? And when the leaves get too big they are awfully bitter. Don't tell it, but it will probably be pulled out soon. I hope it will enjoy the brief time it has left.
(PS: on another note entirely, I notice my novel has gotten a few more reviews on Goodreads and Amazon lately, and at least one reviewer found the book from the blog. Yay! My most sincerest of thanks for your taking the time to review The Goddess Lounge. Really, really.)