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It's interesting to be a gardener in the winter. While everyone else has been complaining about the cold, I've been nestled near the wood stove poring over seed catalogues planning out the summer garden. I've made lists of what seeds to order. I've researched seed starting supplies, row covers, cold frames, and other methods to extend the growing season and increase yield. I've read articles from the UNH Cooperative Extension Service about the best growing techniques for New Hampshire gardens.
All the while I'm doing this, I'm far, far from the cold of January in New Hampshire. In my head it's mid-summer, with all the sunshine and greenery of June. But, it's better than summer because there's no sunburn, no bugs, and no humidity.
It makes me feel sorry for all of you non-gardeners who have nothing better to do at this time of year than to lament the Patriot's poor performance and complain about sub-freezing temperatures and wind-chills. I'm in a whole other world and I'm not coming back.
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