After seeing that something ate half my pea plants, chomped down on the beet tops and pulled most of the teeny-tiny carrots out of the soil, I decided to say flip-it and didn't bother covering up the raised beds. It got down to the twenties on Sunday night and sixteen degrees last night, so there were no survivors. Not that there was much in there, but I was hoping to get something edible out of that bed.
I'm wondering if I should bother trying to grow something in the hoop houses again. The weather has been pretty wonky lately. There were several close-to-80 degree days last week which made me want to start tilling up soil and tossing in seeds, but then the forecast plummeted down to well-below-freezing and I knew that the thin sheet of plastic covering my raised beds wouldn't be able to protect the new seedlings.
I also had to scoop ice crystals out of the water buckets yesterday morning for the first time. And this morning I had to actually chop a 1" thick layer of ice out and haul hot water to the goats & chickens. I hate The Days of Ice Chipping. I'm contemplating putting a heated water bucket outside.....but that means I'd have to find it first. I broke down and bought one last winter and of course, the temperature never really got down low enough for ice to accumulate in the water buckets more than a half-dozen times. And for whatever reason, the goats were insistent on continually dumping the stupid bucket over. That and the fact that they like to play with the cord doesn't bode well for the heated bucket this year. Ungrateful buggers.
Since the wood stove is going to be cranked all day today (only supposed to get to 44 today), I may as well start thinking about supper. Maybe some soup or stew or chili. Hmmmm......decisions, decisions.