Looking out the bedroom window across the hayfield, 9:30 Tuesday morning.
Much of our 240-acre Missouri farm is tucked several hundred feet down in a narrow little valley, which means that on a clear night this time of year it often gets at least ten degrees colder than the forecast. It also means that at 9:30 in the morning, we're still deep in frozen shade.
The sun slowly works its way across the hayfield toward us, finally reaching the kitchen garden about 11am. By four o'clock, it's already dropped down behind the ridge, sending us back into the shade.
It's the season of very short days.
Two mornings ago it was nine degrees (that would be Fahrenheit) at 8:30, which is when I'd worked up enough nerve to check the thermometer. Yesterday morning at 6:30 it was twelve. What always amazes me is how after just a short time in the sun, everything goes back to looking as if there had never even been a frost.
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