I had five apple trees "potted up" in dog-food bags. I was holding them for my nephew, the one who was the model for "Clayton" in one of the recent fiction.
I got to walk around some of his new property. We picked a place near his pond but on the "house" side. He will have a good view of the deer from his deck and he should see a boat-load of them since his property straddles a long, slender, 30 acre swamp and the pond is on the edge of the swamp (Duh!).
Those trees are no longer my responsibility and they are in good hands. "Clayton" already had a roll of 4', welded wire mesh he was going to use to make individual deer-cages for the trees.
Not much to work with
|Not a lot of temperature difference to work with. We started at 67 inside the house yesterday morning and it rose to 71. It was still 71 at four this morning.|
|Three hours of sucking air through the house only pulled the temp down two degrees.|
Using the early morning hours...
I got out into the garden at 6 this morning and worked until 7:30. I killed thistles, planted flower seeds, transplanted melons and oregano. I had to be in by 7:30 because that is when the "kids" were heading off to their paying jobs.
The plan is to plant some pole beans, green bush-beans and some squash seeds today.