At 7 AM this morning it was a cool 25 outside, no lie. That’s it, I thought. We are kaput. I’d spread ratty old towels and quilts over the seedbed, but how were mere textiles supposed to withstand twenty-freakin-five degrees?? I’d braced for 28 as forecasted, but this? Ack.
Naturally I headed straight to the garden store to self-medicate by buying replacement seeds. Seems melodramatic now, because after the sun came out and warmed things up I peeled back the covers and found… Yaya Carrots, pert and chipper! Freckles Lettuce, undeterred! And the Kestrel F1 Beets had actually come up while blanketed, in spite of positively Canadian conditions. When seed packs say “hardy,” they sure mean it. Although I’m glad I bought the extra seeds. This way there will be plenty to plant all spring long. And I will say this: I am never throwing those quilts and towels out, never not ever.
