Singing to Favas

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Favas are a good winter crop. They fix nitrogen, are very cold-resistant (these survived our latest freeze quite wonderfully) and they enjoy being sung to. This crop particularly enjoys Broadway, though I don’t have the lungpower to really treat the songs as they deserve anymore. Astonishingly, they also like Ronnie Milsap and Hall & Oates.

The things we do for our gardens. I’m sure the neighbors have now decided I am utterly nuts, between the squirrels and the stirring rendition of “Skimbleshanks the Railway Cat” I gave the favas the other day.