Daddy said to never plant green stuff in a vegetable garden until after Easter due to late freezes.
Never one to hold to conventional wisdom, your inveterate dumass planted Tin Star tomaters/peppers long ago....followed by a 28 degree morning (dammit).
Wasn't nuthin to do but truck to town, buy up more high dollar plants, and repeat the process (with mumbled pissivity bout how the grocery store is cheaper and easier???).
Got the second batch of puppies on their way only to get up this morn and see 36 on the thermometer. (Yeah Dad, I heard ya laughing at the near pooped drawers thinking the normal temperature drop at dawn could re-assassinate the ranch veggies???).
Bottom line: it's more than two weeks til Easter and Dad may get the last laugh yet?
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