Our forecast had been for our low last night to be 39°. Mostly, it’s a couple of degrees warmer at our house than it is in town. I don’t worry too much about anything below 40° and even with 39°, it shouldn’t last long so hopefully there wouldn’t be any damage to the garden or the peaches.
When I woke up this morning, the first thing I did was grab the phone and check the temp. 37°. Are you kidding me? I hopped out of bed, grabbed a flash light and went outside. 37°. There’s no frost on the ground so hopefully nothing is damaged . . it will take a couple of days to see for sure but it made me think about my grandparents and previous generations when they had to have a good garden or they had no food for the coming year. In some places, a late frost would mean replanting and a later harvest. In places like this part of Texas, replanting isn’t much of an option because it will soon be too hot for many of the things we grow to even produce.
I’m so thankful that gardening is a hobby and not a necessity. If the garden fails, and I don’t think this one cold morning is going to do much damage, we go to the grocery store and buy what we need and life goes on. There were generations when that wasn’t so easy.
Speaking of the garden, yesterday we had fresh peas. Vince kept saying “These melt in your mouth! They’re so different from storebought canned or frozen peas!” Vince didn’t grow up with a garden. I think his dad planted a few tomatoes and peppers but not a big “feed the family for a year” garden. I’m so glad that he’s able to experience and appreciate the fresh veggies from the garden.
I had been digging around the potato bins trying to get a feel for how many potatoes we might end up with and I accidentally broke off a potato so I cut it up and cooked it with the peas. We also had roasted turnip bottoms along with turnip greens cooked with sausage. Vince grilled steak but we both said . . this would have been great with just the veggies!