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I glanced at the thermometer yesterday afternoon -- 61 degrees. On a sunny day. In the middle of the afternoon. It's the chilliest spring I can remember since moving here 15 16 years ago.
No wonder the garden up at the barn is growing so slowly, the corn unwilling to commit, the sunflowers pretty much refusing to even sprout, and the tomatoes hunkered down as though expecting snow.
