In reading Barb's blog, Green Fingers, I find myself suddenly experiencing greenhouse envy in sort of an "Ah Ha!" way. Greenhouse! Of course! I've got to get me one of those! Why, all these years, it has never occured to me that I could have one of those too? I do not know. Ten years ago, I started some flower seeds in the living room window, too poor to afford to buy plants. I loved the process but it was quite a pain not having the proper space or place to do the job. I ruined the woodwork on the window sill and I have never started seeds indoors since.
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... :rolleyes: ) 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? ;)