My lettuce and Swiss chard did not survive the weekend. First they got pounded by hail on Friday. Then when they were brought into the house for some tender loving care, the hyper Beagle-mix finished them off. Had I known, I would have left them outside and taken my chance with the frost and low 30s temperature.
I am taking care of my 97-year-old friend’s dog, Pip, while my friend heals from a broken hip. Between Pip and my exuberant Australian cattle dog, Bosco, my plants are in grave danger.
Bosco has managed to destroy three tomato plants so far. Fortunately I had grown extra plants to give away as spring gifts. Now I am not so sure I will have that many gifts to give out.
My mother wanted to wait for the tomato and herb plants I grew for her, but I insisted that the chance of survival was better at her home. Besides it is Mother’s Day. I gave her Juliet Grape, Yellow Pear, Brandywine, and Early Girl tomato plants and parsley, fennel, dill, basil, and sage herb plants.
I am reseeding my pots. Maybe by July there will be lettuce.