Notice I didn't say we finished. We stopped. I think the chickens have found a few more since then. That's about 2/3 rds of a bushel in that wagon. Good thing we like parsnips.
The cold has come back, so it's back to calculus for me. Probably not a bad thing, because I'm really itching to be out planting.
Here's hoping that this March isn't a repeat of the March of 1933!!