Barb's description of a Raynaud's free environment to "potter around" in sounds like a retreat for the soul. How I would love to spend hours babying little seeds into something beautiful for my yard or something healthy to eat. I can feel the warmth and smell the soil already.
So, why not a greenhouse for me? Where there's a will there's a way. (Or where there's a dad there's a way... ) So dad, I guess you know what your next project will be on your next visit, as if you haven't already done enough for me! But you knew I couldn't let you get away without putting you to work on some kind of summer project right?