Mary, Mary…

“Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?”  Believe it or not, considering we are in the throes of winter, our garden is still producing.  With the recent storm, I decided it was time to make my rosemary bread again.

I trampled out to the garden to see if my rosemary was still among the living. Low and behold, it was indeed. So, fresh from the garden and many store-bought products later, I have rosemary bread. You cannot beat the smell of baking bread on a cold wintery day!

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