Over the course of the morning, some people arrived at first light (more or less) and stayed until the bitter, frosty end, and some breezed in and out, doing what they were able. A truly enormous quantity of manure was shoveled from outside the gate into wheelbarrows and distributed around the garden and into the compost heaps; next year's harvest should be spectacular! And the primroses are still holding on. We must remember to check them again in December.