I took a bunch of "before" photos the other day. At 107 degrees, it's really too hot to get started on the "afters".
Actually, that didn't stop Nate from planting a few beans. They were doing alright, until he left for a business trip the day after transplanting them into a freshly prepared bed. By noon that first day, the leaves were all shriveled up! Was he really going to come home to find I'd killed his happly little seedlings?
Not if I could help it. I moved aside the mulch to feel the soil and was surprised to find it moist and relatively cool. Clearly the sun was just too strong for these babies.
Next year, I'll know better. Next year, I'll let something tallish and spindly grow along the outside of the fence - a nursemaid, if you will. Amaranth? Milo? Maybe just some pretty flowers to attract beneficials to the garden?
This year? Old threadbare sheet, some chicken wire and a couple of clothespins to the rescue! It's really not pretty, but those little seedlings are H-A-P-P-Y.