Monday, April 6, 2009
It's 10 p.m. Know where your blueberries are?
Tonight's forecast is 28 degrees with possible snow. I went down to cover the blueberries with old curtains, but the weight of the cloth was too much for the young plants. I feared the cloth would do more harm than good. A quick call to Gabe, the nursery guru, confirmed my thinking. I should have gotten some straw mulch, but it's too late.
So, I will let the blueberries spend the night without any protection. I feel like a bad parent.
The dogwoods around the house and in the woods are a brilliant white. They may be a dirty brown when we wake tomorrow.