I had an inkling that we were in for no good when I could see my breath during last night's milking session. My uncovered basil plants had been lambasted by cool temperatures the night before which I took to be Mother Nature sending me a warning that I needed to get my butt in gear or risk damage to more of my veggie babies.
And so, despite being exhausted from Liam's birthday extravaganza, Ian and I took the time last night to cover all of our tomato, pepper, eggplant and ground cherry plants. I moved all of our not-yet-planted seedlings inside the chicken coop to keep warm. I also woke up before sunrise and watered everything that we were not able to cover in hopes of reducing frost damage. As I watered, I was sad to see so many leaves crispy with frosted tips but, thank heavens, it seems that everything bounced back by mid-afternoon. Disaster averted. Hopefully this means we can now say a firm sayonara to Old Man Winter. Here is to hoping that hot summer nights come to stay.
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