The Principal and the kids built me a Greenhouse.
This is homeschooling at it’s finest.
Quality time. Ok this isn’t a class, but still good for the soul.
They remembered what the plumb line was from seeing it at Mount Rushmore.
Even Samantha the Wonder Dog helped.
Here is the inside after it was finished. Of course, this year, spring came very early and I didn’t need it. BUT, I am hoping this extend’s my growing season, at the end at least.
The Principal put it next to my compost pile.
Which, after I left the front off of that first section, is hardly there because my chickens had a hay day in it. Oh well. Happy chickens equals yummy eggs.
Do you have a green house?