Though it’s still spitting winter/spring/winter/spring, with the seedlings needing to be protected at night (fire in greenhouse, coverings for peas) they are growing anyhow, most of them. However, the poor peas . . . Not sure how many will make it. Here’s Justin, watering them cheerfully, while they only barely manage to breathe hello.
The other seedlings, however, are doing very well in the greenhouse.
We’ve held two work parties since last I posted, first with Dan and Solan —
— then with a larger crew, including Solan, Gabby, Dan, and Eliot, a visitor.
Notice the grey skies. That’s been the situation. Amazing the seedlings still get (enough?) sunlight through the clouds.