Well… damn. This is what I woke up to this morning:
A blanket of snow coating everything. I’m not terribly hopeful that many of my seedlings survived this sudden cold snap. I didn’t have time to get row covers, and so in a pinch, I threw a sheet on top of them the other night. When the sheet didn’t give them as much protection as I was hoping for, I added a thick layer of straw over the bed and hoped for the best. But I’m not sure even that will be enough to protect against this kind of wet chill. And it’s not looking promising for the next few days… we’ll be hovering around the mid-50s to lower 60s.
It’s hard not to feel discouraged when this happens, but I remind myself that this happens every year: a few good weeks of warmth, and the inevitable cold. There’s a reason our last frost date isn’t until May. So for now, I’m going to curl up with a book, wait for the snow melt, and then evaluate where things are at. And maybe rewatch the episode of House Hunters International that showcased some properties with drool-worthy greenhouses.