Bean planting day. Which theoretically means there will be no frost until late October. And if there is I will go to the bank, borrow sufficient to cover the Vegetable Garden with what they call "Indoor, Out Door" carpeting. And on this "Indoor, Out Door" carpeting, I will arrange a collection of "Gnomic" figurines, and some will be holding fishing rods other's will be engaged in appalling acts of depravity.
A somewhat dramatic oath you might think, but that's how confident I feel. Of
course the last time I was this confident, a late frost blighted the Iris and
nut trees. It killed an Apricot, caused havoc in the community of Bluebirds who
lost their broods, and I had to spend a couple of weeks avoiding the accusing
glare of Tree Swallows shivering on the electric line.