My greenhouse is a little homemade number. My husband is really handy and I really do appreciate all he has done. Let me make that clear before I rant. Since my greenhouse is homemade, it means that not everything is automatic or easily remedied. The benches that my plants sit on are wood slats in frames with wooden legs. I have some big plants, so the benches are fairly packed...I have taken advantage of every possible "micro-clim" created by my set up...I am an addict.

Okay, back to the greenhouse. It has to be insulated for the short winters here in Waco, Texas. My spousal unit's solution for this is to hang sheets of painters plastic. It's not a bad solution, but hanging the plastic can take on contortionist and epic proportions. On Monday afternoon, my spousal unit was assisting me in hanging the plastic. In an unwise move, he stood on the edge of one of the benches. I cringed, but hoped it would hold (not saying that as if I had 20-20 at the moment, but you know when someone has made a risky move and you...er me, I silently hoped it would work out). It did not hold. Plants tumpled, got crushed, broke when their pots broke....you name it. He was so sorry after we made sure that we were both unharmed. It has taken a while to clean up and I still have two broken plants in the garage that need my attention. I am thinking of paring down my collection. We'll have to wait awhile to see the actual damage. I needed to vent to an understanding, non-judgemental, non-vulnerable audience

. Okay, I am done.

On the positive side, I might have some divisions to put in the classifieds..
