Cold Climate Gardening

It rained just about all night last night, sometimes quite heavily. Hooray! This, however, was not the remnants of Hurricane Katrina. It was some front moving in ahead of Katrina. Whatever. It rained. Finally. (Does someone know how to find expired weather alerts? I would have loved to have quoted it directly, but I didn’t have the foresight to save it, and couldn’t find it once it had expired.)

Adherents of Murphy’s Law would say that the fact that 79% of Purdyville’s residents are obliged to sleep in tents for the next several weeks had more effect in bringing rain than the workings of a meteorological tempest. And why must they sleep in tents? Why, because we have gutted our second story in the hopes of bringing it into the second half of the 20th century. I don’t find this convincing, however, because if it was really Murphy at work, it would have rained before we had all the windows put in.

Since I form the core of support services for this project (i.e., I feed everybody and do all the chores that the construction crew doesn’t have time for), I may not be posting–or gardening–too much in the coming weeks. I’ll be back, though, so don’t give up on me.

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