Lost the tomato and pepper plants in last weeks cold spell despite covering them with sheets. Remembered the flower pot cloches too late to do any good; not sure it would have helped three days of below freezing anyway. The lilacs are starting to recover. The plum trees seem okay. The apple blossoms aren't big enough to open yet.
The garden log from last year tells of a snowstorm on May 23rd. I remember the date because it was Bill and my anniversary. It would be 46 years this month had we remained married. Of course, I probably wouldn't still be alive or if I was would probably be institutionalized. Life has a way of working out.
Quote from The Bone Clocks "Love's pure free joy when it works, but when it goes bad you pay for the good hours at loan-shark prices."
Waited all day yesterday for the delivery. Had figured it would come at the end of the day. Sure enough. *sigh* Only 11 of the 18 boxes made it here. Have to call the store when they open at 10 a.m.
Rearranged the master closet. Pulled that cheap shelving unit out; it was more trouble than it was worth. Looks better and everything is easier to access now. Will try to reassemble aforementioned shelves into something workable for the shed.
The sun is shining today so perhaps we'll go for a longer hike today. Like we did in the old days before I hurt my back. Would like to get over to Coudersport for plants at some point this weekend. Pancakes for breakfast today. Yum yum.
