Today I made the decision to wash and put away the Carhart jacket for the season. This is not something I decide lightly, because it just might backfire on me with snow, hail, sleet and other forms of nastiness. But I feel lucky. I heard this week that the global warming that's going on right now is backing up average temperatures to the tune of 8 hours annually since 1988. So here's the King Of Rationalization in action:



Last average frost in our zone --April 15 (traditionally, according to USDA numbers)

"New" last average frost in our zone -- April 18 (do the math from the paragraph above)

Current 10 day forecast -- No temp less than 42F

Here's what all that complicated math means to me - take the gamble and plant beans!



Fast Forward to April 2. No April Fool here. Guess what went into the ground today? Yes, that's right. Beans. Actually we've been out planting greens, choi (lots more Wendy than me, but I think I actually did plant one or two, so I could claim "we" did it), more snap peas, broccoli, and thousands of onions. Hope they bulb this year; it's always iffy given our clay and climate.

We've been planting between rains. That's a wonderful thing, especially considering that last year, and a large part of the year before that, rain was hardly a consideration. No complaints about too much water falling from the sky. I agree with my father's belief that rain is just the liquid form of sunshine. I hope it keeps on coming on.

Thunder and daylight together mean that it's time for coffee and morning chores. I'll blog faster if you flog me harder with comments.