I'm feeling better too. My voice is almost back to normal and I had enough energy to go out in the rain and put nets over some plants the deer decided needed pruning. The plants are fine, so far, mostly, but another hit and they'd be pretty sad and might not even recover.
I get weather reports twice a day--once in the morning, once in the evening--a forecast that looks at the weather every few hours out a couple of days. It looks like the rain will trail away but I don't see any sun as of the latest forecast. Ugh. My question is, will we ever warm up enough to make planting the tomatoes and peppers in the ground worthwhile? Maybe they'll just be in containers in the greenhouse until July. I've got grasses and herbs to put out and the ground is like sludge--it's better to wait to plant until the soil drains and becomes friable again. The slugs are rampant. They love this weather. They can be out all day and night. The birds are miserable. They've got to be having a tough time raising hatchlings in this. The goats are annoyed. The dogs are sullen. We haven't had a river walk in ages.
The second year after we moved here we didn't have good enough weather for me to plant a veggie garden until June. Back then I didn't have very many perennials and so the garden was a wash except for some strawberries and zucchini. Thinking about that makes me feel better about the conditions this year. No matter what happens we'll have a great perennial ornamental garden, heaps of herbs, grapes, elderberries, blueberries, currants, rhubarb, and even if they're just stuck in containers all season, peppers and tomatoes. I bet I'll even get some nice zucchinis again. They always produce, even in a short growing season. Looks like the peach trees, unless the rain makes them mold and mildew to pieces, will have fruit and we always get some apples and pears no matter how bad the year is. I guess I don't have that much to whine about. Besides, the weather is a godsend for some people.
So here's me looking at the bright side of things. I'll try not to be too much of a little kid, forehead braced against the window, staring into the rain and wishing.
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