Here we go again. It is beginning to look a lot like Christmas – about an inch of snow, not much by U.P. standards, but more than we like in April. It won’t hurt the bulbs that are on their way up (about 2-3 inches). Got my seedlings that I planted in vermiculite pricked out into better soil – have to go on an emergency trip to California, and the vermiculite dries out too fast. Someone will water for me. Geraniums doing fine on the glassed in porch even though one night it was in the single digits. They do pretty well if they don’t get wet as with rain or dew. At least we got the lawn raked before it snowed.
In the end, this may be the most important thing about frost: Frost slows us down. In spring, it tempers our eagerness. In fall, it brings closure and rest. In our gotta-go world–where every nanosecond seems to count–slowness can be a great gift. So rather than see Jack Frost as an adversary, you could choose to greet him as a friend.
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