Outside time, again

It has been said that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting different results. Be that definition, the fact that every year, without fail, I haul all of my indoor palms and tender tropicals out of the house (all 3 stories of it) and onto the front porch - smugly exclaiming that DC has seen its last hard freeze of the year - only to recant that statement a few days later and haul everything back into the house again.

This week, that included a Triangle Palm, a Burmese Fishtail Palm, a Mexican Blue Palm, and a Calamondin (citrus) bush laden with ripe fruit. As I schlepped all of that plant material back into my house, I mumbled to myself, "you really deserve this, Dave, you idiot."

OK, so I've recalculated my long range forecasting, and have again projected no more hard freezes for DC until late October or early November. So, everything's back out on the front porch, one more time.

I've never been known as a patient man. The positive side of this equation, since I am always the optimist, is that hauling all of that heavy plant material must have some positive effects on my strength training. Or at least that's what I keep telling myself.