Pamela will find the dirt to be a mix of local soil, which is relatively poor in nutrients, and enriched potting soil that must have come from the general store. Not ideal growing conditions, but this far north, it is better than the rocky earth that is typical of this region.

Thor has not visited the greenhouse himself before, and moves to look at the seeds, lightly running his fingers over the labels as he looks over what they have. Some, he recognizes; basic vegetables like potatoes, turnips, onions, beans. Barley and wheat, juniper and lingonberries. “Gifts from the Norwegian government,” he tells Harley, and it’s odd that the twinge of guilt he usually feels does not come at the reminder that they can be so generous because these resources are not needed by those who are gone. “Part of the initial supplies to get us on our feet.”