Our greenhouse building years were waning. Sally’s construction life had shifted to quilts. The window on two-by-projects was closing. But, to me it was now or never. Sal chose never. I chose now. So, the little greenhouse was conceived half unwanted. Unloved by Sal, it lacked nourishment, support and attention. So did I. The quilts thrived and multiplied. We are infested with quilts.
Nature can be cruel.
It seemed as if the little greenhouse might not ever make it. It was sad; one of life’s little tragedies…the little greenhouse-never-meant-to-be withering in the rain partially finished….it’s little bones exposed to the wind………….
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hen I got Shingles, Sal started up quilting like John Henry took up steel-drivin’ and the waif that was our greenhouse-to-be was simply left to die.
Sal is not the type to let that happen………….so she was talking openly about pulling “that crap’ down. It’s an eyesore!” I am pretty sure if Sal’s horse broke it’s leg, she’d have shot it before it hit the ground. I shudder to think what my fate would be if I even limped around for a long time.
And the greenhouse breathed new life…
And so, it is with great pride and a newfound love of glass houses that we introduce ‘greenhouse’ into our family. Doors to be attached at a later date….
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What a sweet little post. That picture of the bent conifer branch doing a three-sixty, jaw dropping. How did that happen? It is good to live somewhere that things are a bit twisted. Your next job is calling you. Fill the greenhouse with plants.
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My next job is calling to Sal to fill it with plants. I still have to build the doors (mostly done) and some other minor items (plumbing that sink, wiring, a step or two…maybe another shelf under the main one….)
But I had to publish. My son was implying that we were getting early onset and that it was a fantasy greenhouse that didn’t really exist.
That twisted sister conifer was and is (I think) a root from another tree that somehow found a place to dig in and then launched itself anew….complete with second thoughts thus creating the natural whoop-de-doo. Couldn’t take it down, now could we? So we have a tree in front of our greenhouse which kind of defeats the whole purpose…..
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Very nice! Well done.
Do you notice an increase in temp with the 4 glass walls up and the ceiling on?
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Yes. It’s late in the year but it is still noticeable. It will work…we just have to work it.
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The tree that would not die. You might have a future in wind swept bonsai.
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I know. It survives despite us.
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Although the birth was apparently difficult, I’m glad to say that the “baby” greenhouse looks terrific! Good job.
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Thanks. We are so proud but Sal is exhausted.
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I’m so jealous. I just bought clear plastic trash bags to put over my pots of lettuce, arugula and corn salad. If I could only think of a way to float a greenhouse in our quickly filling water lot, I might do it. – Margy
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Wow! Envy! Our first crop of green. We should quit while we are ahead. Sal’s into it…reading greenhouse books and everything. I love it when a plan comes together…..there are fruits and veggies looming in my future.
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I love your new greenhouse! I’m sure you won’t regret all the hard work when you’re munching on fresh greens soon. How about a lemon tree for a corner – for your gin and tonic?
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The lemon tree for G&T is already planned. AND it is planned for the corner – just as you suggested. Special planter box and everything. Great minds and alcoholics think alike.
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Sweet! I’ve got one planned for next year but don’t know if my Sal is up to it. Anyway, we’ve got all winter to ponder the fruits of your labour. Any plans to install cauliflower?
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Absolutely. Now that marijuana is legal, we are going to traffic heavily in cauliflower. We know how much that stuff goes for!
Now………..if we just had a really good recipe……..?
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I’m really impressed!!! Does this mean you are becoming vegetarians.
Great job guys.
MC
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Thanks, MC…..more veggies and fruit, Fer sure but sometimes a chickens gotta die!
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