I woke up this morning to the quietness of white flakes floating down past my bedroom window. At first, I thought I was dreaming. When I went to bed last night, it was raining, hard. The calming sound of rain on the roof was welcoming. But snow? Not predicted for May 24th, but sure ‘nuf, snow it was. Record breaking for the latest date of snow in the valley. Why? After I just spent days tenderly planting these tomatoes, heirlooms and beefsteaks, six prolific basil plants, and a few other vegetable garden specialties.

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I had covered my 16 tomato plants two days ago with plastic bags because the weatherman had predicted cold temperatures, NOT SNOW. Basil plants were also under protection. My only hope is that the warmth of the plastic coverings saved their short lives. Remember that scene in “Father of the Bride” where snow fell on the day of Banks-McKenzie wedding in San Marino? I felt like I needed to go out with my hairdryer and give my plants a blast of heat.

It was just a few days ago that I sauntered into the kitchen herb garden to snip chives and their blossoms, mint leaves, a few basil leaves and oregano. I so missed that experience this winter.
And now…they are under a blanket of snow. Please, please be strong little plants. I don’t want to have to replace you! I need my two herb pesto, my tomatoes for Caprese salad, my oregano for grilled chicken with lemon and garlic, and an array of mint for desserts.

So, buck up little buckaroos…and make it through this weather-related crisis. You can do it!