As I write this, it’s Tuesday morning. The temperature is steadily falling, and after almost 80 degrees Sunday and Monday, they are calling for a low of 25 tonight at Dulles airport. If that prognostication comes true, it will be closer to 20 here in Flint Hill. Oh, drat!
Here’s the problem: Linda made a cherry pie a few days ago. The cherries were some we froze two years ago. They were from two years ago because we lost all the cherries on two trees last year to a frost that hit when the trees were in full bloom. They are in full bloom now, and there isn’t a thing I can do about the impending doom.
The frost and cold temperatures should not hurt the little stuff in the garden. We have peas, lettuce, radishes, beets and onions up. We had our first fresh asparagus last night. I’m not sure the beets can stand a hard frost, but everything else should be okay. Maybe I’ll get up about dawn tomorrow and spray some relatively warm well water on everything. If you look at the normal “last frost” date for this area, it really wouldn’t be such a late frost. But, still, once you get in a spring time mode, you hate going back.
The good news is the high deer fence around the new and expanded raised bed garden is finished, finally. And after two new batteries and a new starter and solenoid, both of the lawn mowers are running again. There’s also a new rear tire on the motorcycle, so that should pass inspection and be ready for a warm weather ride.
I would like to thank all the fine folks who came out to the Public House on Sunday, had a great meal and supported our daughter-in-law’s fundraiser for brain cancer research. And of course, our sincere thanks to the owners of the Public House for supporting this worthy cause. To Marvin, John and William, we are in your debt. Thank you so much. Without your generosity this fundraiser would not have been possible. Folks, do we live in a great place, or what?
Easter Sunday is right here on us. It is time for sunrise service, singing “Old Rugged Cross” and “Morning Has Broken,” and breakfast at the fire hall. More importantly, it is a time for remembering all our blessings and gifts and the sacrifices of those who have gone on before us that make all this possible. God bless us, everyone.