The molt is on... big time. The girls are more temperamental, as they tend to be when molting. I have to close up the nest boxes every evening. One of the BE gals insists on trying to sleep there. The floor level boxes are not as desirable, so... they remain open. Egg count varies: 5 yesterday, 11 the day before. I've stopped selling eggs for now. I intend to take one of the bottom bins out of the fridge, and fill that up with eggs. Hoping that area will hold 8 doz. Then, if I have more, I can put them in the upper part of the fridge, and rotate out as needed. This just MAY allow me to get through the winter on natural light, without running out of eggs. We'll see. If it looks like I am running out, I'll start ramping up the light again.
It was 34 when hubby got up this morning. He said: "No frost." But, I think there is a skim of frost on the grass below the garden. I can see my breath. So... any potted plants that have not been killed will be brought into the garage. Today, I will pick tomatoes, hopefully make a batch of salsa, and can the rest. After dealing with the ripe ones, I'll pick the not so ripes, and move them into the garage. We picked up some boxes yesterday, so I'll be able (finally) to dig and box the potatoes, get the garlic properly stored, I also hope to get some mint and lemon balm hanging for tea. My bucket of mint looks absolutely awesome. I've been pruning it every time I make iced tea, so it's grown nice and bushy.
