This past Monday night Dime Spot was destined to under go weather torture. An amateurish heavy wire frame was constructed with barb wire fence spacers. They were pushed into the ground, bent into a dome shape and tied together at the top using garden string.
The frame was covered with clear plastic. A cheap tape was used to secure the wrap and clods of dirt, broadly spaced, were used to seal the bottom edge. A second layer of plastic was added. Incongruities (wads of the folded over plastic of the first layer) were used to create a trapped air space between the two layers of plastic, as were the dirt clods around the bottom edge. The second layer was sealed around its outer base perimeter, again using dirt.
Total time required, a day or two of thinkin' (Southerner's are said to think real slow. Their wives call doin' so plannin' when it's them stead of the husbands doin' it) and about 15 minutes of doin'.
Monday night the clump endured a low temperature of 22 degrees F. and spent a total of eight hours of the night at below freezing temperatures. The following day the bottom seal of the cover was raised to allow air circulation and to prevent temps within the protective cover from reaching unacceptable levels. Otherwise the cover has been allowed to remain in place (perhaps due to lazy).
No damage has yet been suffered by Dime Spot. Again tonight, and for the next two nights, the temps are predicted to dip below freezing. The bottom edge will again be sealed for night time freezes and reopened for temp regulation in the daytime hours.
One bud is now about ready to smile. The quest for five open at a time by Dime Spot on this Thanksgiving Day continues.
Wishin' to all a pleasin' Thanksgiving Day,
regardless of understandin' of irises, organizations, or today.
Thinkin' it's not a bad idea for each to have his say,
or have a word with the Big Guy to which they pray.