If I thought this year spring would be without those awful Arctic surprises that cause anxiety among gardeners -- well, I was wrong. The next two nights the temp will hover one degree above freezing. One degree! Some of my porch flowers already protested when last night the thermometer dipped to just a couple of degrees above the dreaded 32F. And who is to say that the forecasters got it exactly right anyway? There's at least a degree of error in that prediction, no? So we could have two nights that would take out most of the plants I put out there.
Of course, I could bring them all in. At the farette, I would do that. But there, I have Millie. How is that going to work? Should I take a chance and hope for no frost? I've done that too in the past. Oftentimes I won the gamble. Sometimes I did not. I'll keep watching the temperatures and make a decision late in the evening.
For now, we also have a cooling of daytime temps. The kind of weather that you would called toasty had it struck us in January, but positively chilling now, on the last day of April.
Millie wants to be up and out earlier that my set 6:30. I show some parental flexibility here and cave just a little to her requests.
Breakfast, among the flowers of the farmette.
The girl is coughing less now. She should be okay for the park, but of course, it's too cold to do this outing with any amount of joy, so I settle for two more "at home" days.
For her, and for me too. No kids today -- I have a late afternoon appointment, giving me an opportunity to also do weekly grocery shopping while she stays home. It really is helpful to have a pup who does not hate the crate.
So how did this last day of April pass for me? Well, apart from the appointment and the shopping, I took the hardest item off my to-do list (a photo project) and plunged deeply into it. I'll be spending the whole evening on it as well. Millie is next to me, happy as a little girl who was just handed a dish of her favorite ice cream (I caved and bought her wet puppy food.. finally, a food she loves!).
Just me and the pup, each of us engrossed in our projects -- me in mine, Millie -- in tearing the couch over off, just because it's fun!
with lots of love...
