Growing up in Pasadena, New Year's Day was all about the Roses.
Although I rarely watch the parade on TV, I generally honor the spirit of the day, as this is the day I usually prune my rose bushes.
This year it was fine and warm, but we turned ourselves to another gardening task, as our friend Pat had offered us some compost from her chicken coop in exchange for the green waste from our vegetable garden. Step one, therefore, was clearing out our vegetable beds (should have been done weeks ago).
Off to Jim and Pat's were were greeted by a nice red rose, to honor the day.
Pat has a particularly fine coop for her "girls" and we scooped out and sieved about 5 cubic feet of nice compost for our vegetables. The girls were happy to get the greens in exchange.
Here Jim and Pat practice their American Gothic look for us:
Here's to a productive new year so far!