I tried having a little talk with the Perennials earlier in the month, when the sun was shining, and temperatures soared to a balmy eighty degrees.
"Keep your heads below ground for just a little while longer my pretties, Mother Nature is playing a trick "
Did they listen.......No, and when the buds started popping out all over, I got Spring fever, and followed suit by planting the annuals too.
Now we are under a frost warning for the next two nights, it's taken the better part of two hours, covering plants with bed sheets, and newspapers, buckets, and bushel baskets.
All to be uncovered in the morning, and re-covered tomorrow evening.
The entire garden looks like a makeshift landfill.
Will I ever learn.