Diary 2/12

Happy Birthday, Mr. Lincoln.  It was a school holiday on the 12th, and then again on the 22nd for Washington when I was growing up.  Worked on lower greenhouse while Garden Dog had a visitor.  Bear is a gentle goon of a dog no matter how fierce he looks.  I just wouldn't want to see what he might do if his owner was distressed, he loves her so. Planted some potatoes in a bed in the top greenhouse as an experiment.  The other seed potatoes won't go in until mid-April so that they won't freeze back too hard.  I planted a few small potatoes around the edges in the greenhouse last year and forgot about them.  As we clean up beds, they keep showing up and they did well, albeit neglected.