But who cares???
If I don't burst into tears writing this post, it will be a miracle. Just four short months after purchasing the greenhouse, it is up.
Last night, pals arrived with work gloves in hand and appetites on hold as the day's heat was just ebbing. We got right to it and less than an hour later - voila. A bona fide, honest-to-goodness, real, live greenhouse. And shadecloth! It now being July and all.
Satisfied, if not more than a little damp and sticky, we turned our attention to those growing appetites. Bruschetta with our budding crop of basil got slathered onto olive oiled slices of baguette and quickly consumed while I mixed together just-picked fresh herbs, garlic, and olive oil to brush onto a couple of NW salmon fillets and toss with creamy, just-dug baby yukon golds.
Out of the oven and gone lickety split inbetween kids making chocolate ice cream and grown-ups talking politics.
Thank you one and all for taking us into the next phase of this little enterprise and sticking around so we could enjoy your company.