Bridget eyed her and put a free hand on Ava's forehead. "Are you feeling all right? We've got plots out there. Nothing huge but you have to start somewhere." They'd just started working plots of ground this summer, the summer before things were still chaotic and the Cano were just getting formed, there hadn't been the time or manpower to devote to it.
Next year she hoped to do even better, maybe even try and plant some small plots of corn and wheat.