Sometime before the sun went down yesterday, the snow started falling. We stoked the fire in the hoophouse, tucked row cover over our raised beds, checked to make sure everything outside was mulched heavily, and generally battoned down the hatches.
The snow is still coming down, in heavy wet flakes, and the thermometer is hovering around freezing. But it's in the 60s in the greenhouse, and the young plants are looking perfectly happy in their warm black plastic homes. And even in outside in the garden without the protection of the hoophouse, the hardy early spring stalwarts are looking strong.
I've been literally keeping the home fires burning today. As the sun has gradually burned off the fog, it's turned into a beautiful snowy spring day with robins hopping around on the bright green spring grass while delighfully incongrous fat white snow flakes swirl around them.
Valerian in the garden
Leeks and Catnip
Basil seedlings in the hoophouse
Tiny rainbow chard already showing its colors
The first artichoke