A few weeks ago we installed a plastic "green house" like structure into the garden in order to save the beets and the peas we planted late in August. It is a mystery how Bryan and I are still married after this endeavor. Take one sheet of 50 foot plastic and add 30 MPH wind. Result: shouting matches about the best plastic procedure and later rolling on the ground laughing so intensely that I burst into tears. Oh, and the plastic blew off the next day. It has since been retrofitted and reinstalled. Good times. We just have to focus on the prospect of beet wine this winter and search for another equally obnoxious project to begin.
