Our area of northern Minnesota failed to get the memo about global warming. It's just not happening here.
We worked outside yesterday on a couple of big jobs. Papa Pea planted some new fruit trees that arrived within the last couple of days.
I was in the blueberry bushes getting them ready for the season. The project isn't totally done, but I hope to get back on it today.
I was surprised at how cool (downright cold?) it felt the last half of the day yesterday. When we finally came in around 3:30 I was chilled to the bone. Temp said we had a high of 47° but it sure didn't feel that warm. (Warm being a relative term.) Plus, I'm getting really tired of it going below freezing these nights. I can't even think of putting much in the garden yet. And, gollnabbit, in a short month it will be nearly the middle of June. Enough of the cold weather already!
On top of this, we really need rain. Papa Pea put the hoses out yesterday and, of course, had to disconnect them last night because of temps forecasted to go below freezing over night. Again. I'm thinking I may have to water my mint, rhubarb, garlic and asparagus soon. The strawberry and blueberry patches would benefit from a good drink, too.
So it goes in spring time in the north woods. Whenever anyone complains about the cool temps this time of year, the usual retort is, "Well, the bugs aren't bad." We all know the truly warm weather allows those pesky little blood-seeking biters to come out in droves.
Now guess what. We had a low temp of 25° last night. Plus a light covering of s-n-o-w this morning. Oh-me-oh-my-oh. Sigh.
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