It’s 58°F at 5:30 pm.
In North Texas, this time of day, not midday, is usually the hottest part of the day. I’m just glad to have the temperatures climb back up to a place closer to where it should be. I’ve been a bit of a nervous wreck worrying about the plants.
The entire Urban Farm stayed covered all of yesterday underneath the frost cloth. Hopefully it was all warm and secure enough.
I’m hoping to see happy tomatoes, basil and peppers when I return home tonight. Bruce uncovered them at midday today since it was still only 35°F when I left for the office. Still, that’s three degrees warmer than when I woke up this morning. Brrr. It’s been toques, snowboarding jackets, and gloves weather since Sunday and it’s felt even colder because it was so warm a bit earlier this month.
I’m also hoping for warmer temperatures that stay around. On Friday, I’m going to be putting down sod in parts of the backyard where we need it. It’s mostly to keep the Gs out of the mud truthfully. Yes, we’re buying grass for the Gs. Well, and me. Despite any required labor on my part, it will be a big timesaver if for nothing else than cutting down on the dog towel laundry. Godiva and George are my worst culprits, although I have caught Guinness trying to sneak back on to the couch muddy.
Tomorrow I’d better do a little reading to remind myself how to plant grass. Don’t worry, I’ve done it before. The first time, however, was a really long time ago. When I was a little girl living in Savannah, our whole family spent a weekend installing plugs of grass in the yard of our new house. In no time at all they spread and we had a nice lawn.
With this North Texas lawn planting, water will be the key. (It seems to be a common theme down here, doesn’t it?) But if we water well, the grass will be established prior to our surface of the sun summer temperatures and will survive.
My fingers are crossed for plenty of April showers, not for the May flowers, but for the plump tomatoes, sweet peas, snappy beans, crunchy peppers, bountiful salads, juicy peaches and plums, and well-established grass!
I took some chickenwire, shaped into long/tall tunnels, wrapped them with clear plastic (cut up one of those disposable painting drop cloth thingys) and keep them handy for frost or cold spells. They work great here, but your temps might get lower than ours (28 degrees). It doubles as a mini green house, allowing the seedlings to keep warm until they are old enough to fend for themselves).
Great idea. I know some neighbors who do something similar. I bought frost cloth for the winter garden so that’s why I’m using it.
Do you hold comments in moderation?
First comment is held. Why? Will you be saying something to make me need to moderate again?
LOL no… I’m just wondering why my lovely comment, completely free of the type of language that typically peppers my missives and makes sailors blush, was being held for even a nano-second… My wisdom must be shared!
Was over 50 here today. Yippee!!