Dear Farm Journal,
Seeds sprouted beneath the last waning gibbous are eager to graduate and lengthen their roots beyond the confinement of their pods and protection of greenhouse walls. Nonetheless, they’ve been curtained from the frosty realities of outdoor life and are vulnerable to the black cleave of rime. A fertile dose of soil in a more spacious abode will tide them over until this bitter hovering threat melts into the past.
~Joy