Days come and days go. Each day holds something special - something that makes me smile... something that makes me happy to be exactly where I am.
Yesterday was a spectacular day in every way. From sunrise, as Moonie greeted me at the dry lot fence as he does every single morning,
and through every beautiful hour that passed until the sun set once again - it could not have been a more perfect spring day.
The sun shone brightly. The air was temperate. The sky was sapphire - dotted with storybook clouds. It was the perfect day for finishing up my planting. Except.... I did not even start.
As it turns out, we had a rather heavy frost yesterday morning... the kind that destroys tender seedlings. And, last night was predicted to be in the thirties once again. This year I am taking no chances. I cannot bear the heartache of frozen seedlings. So, all of my plant babies remain tucked away in the greenhouse until..... Saturday!! Tonight's low will most likely be in the thirties again. Saturday, finally (at least at the moment of this writing) is predicted to have a low in the mid forties. I have to admit, this has been such an exercise in patience for me. It is so hard to...