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straw

finally covers part of my gardening adventure,
finally a farmer delivered a dozen bales

it's probably year round winter-gardening
what I got myself into

night temperatures above freezing,
days into the twenties of Celsiuses

clover still tiny leaves,
peas growing taller
broad beans aiming higher

potatoes coming up
green leaves slowly emerging

Now I too can build a wall against the cold-fronts
the winds blowing from the east then from the west then from the east...

micro-climate adventure
to get my seeds growing, to keep the plants warm,
to get salad leaves and greens into my system