Jewels
Tilts at Tables
Thanks for stopping in, @HydroRed. Luckily, the outdoor temp was right at freezing. The garden was losing only 3 or 4 Celsius per hour.
My biggest fear, really; @ -30 C I could conceivably lose 10 Celsius per hour.
Don't let the C word menace, my friends.
Easy math. Start at 20°, one hour later is 10°. 60 minutes after that every lady in the room is mushy solid.
Still, I don't think it warrants insurance. I wouldn't say a single crop is as valuable as the price of a generator. Like I said, 15 years; even if I had lost my crop today, I would still be ahead, regardless.
Not usually how I like to end a sentence; as "regardless" is typically abused as a superfluous
suffix.
Not in this case. That is to say that the crop I almost lost today is the worst I have ever grown. I wouldn't have been losing much.
Twas a simple mistake, yet brought horrendous results. Started with me getting sick at the beginning of October. One by one my crew went down. And hard. Like, too sick to get out of bed. I was down 15lb, and there's no solace in that, as it was 15% of my body weight.
Potty-training the youngest and force-feeding the rest.
Anyhoo, that is beside the point.
I was not neglecting the garden, however the visits were abbreviated.
Check the temperatures and their logs.
Feed the fish.
Quick visual inspection; if the leaves are all horizontal or upwards, I am good.
If anything is drooping, I will take a closer look. With that common bed I can irrigate in less than 3 minutes and get out of there pretty quick.
I thought I was clever with my lights and heaters operated by timer, but that proved to be my downfall. I must have bumped a timer some how. Lights were no longer synchronized, I was giving at least 14 hours of light.
I saw it going South early on, and even predicted a page or two back, that I would not be getting a good yield.
I thought I was seeing weak bud production, but it turned out to be re-vegging.
It took me waaaay too long to figure out. Plants were healthy, so I wasn't panicking.
Getting a long winded here, so I will discuss the nitty gritty of the re veg at a different time.
What I would like to mention is my state of mind at this time.
In the past I have had smaller gardening disasters affect me much greater. Like, down in the dumps.
This has got to be my biggest fuck-up to date and I haven't bothered to be pissed off about it, at all.
I was wet nursing my family 24/7, and that is way more important to me. I was there for them when they need me - no regrets. I wont be attaching any negative emotions to that.
My biggest fear, really; @ -30 C I could conceivably lose 10 Celsius per hour.
Don't let the C word menace, my friends.
Easy math. Start at 20°, one hour later is 10°. 60 minutes after that every lady in the room is mushy solid.
Still, I don't think it warrants insurance. I wouldn't say a single crop is as valuable as the price of a generator. Like I said, 15 years; even if I had lost my crop today, I would still be ahead, regardless.
Not usually how I like to end a sentence; as "regardless" is typically abused as a superfluous
suffix.
Not in this case. That is to say that the crop I almost lost today is the worst I have ever grown. I wouldn't have been losing much.
Twas a simple mistake, yet brought horrendous results. Started with me getting sick at the beginning of October. One by one my crew went down. And hard. Like, too sick to get out of bed. I was down 15lb, and there's no solace in that, as it was 15% of my body weight.
Potty-training the youngest and force-feeding the rest.
Anyhoo, that is beside the point.
I was not neglecting the garden, however the visits were abbreviated.
Check the temperatures and their logs.
Feed the fish.
Quick visual inspection; if the leaves are all horizontal or upwards, I am good.
If anything is drooping, I will take a closer look. With that common bed I can irrigate in less than 3 minutes and get out of there pretty quick.
I thought I was clever with my lights and heaters operated by timer, but that proved to be my downfall. I must have bumped a timer some how. Lights were no longer synchronized, I was giving at least 14 hours of light.
I saw it going South early on, and even predicted a page or two back, that I would not be getting a good yield.
I thought I was seeing weak bud production, but it turned out to be re-vegging.
It took me waaaay too long to figure out. Plants were healthy, so I wasn't panicking.
Getting a long winded here, so I will discuss the nitty gritty of the re veg at a different time.
What I would like to mention is my state of mind at this time.
In the past I have had smaller gardening disasters affect me much greater. Like, down in the dumps.
This has got to be my biggest fuck-up to date and I haven't bothered to be pissed off about it, at all.
I was wet nursing my family 24/7, and that is way more important to me. I was there for them when they need me - no regrets. I wont be attaching any negative emotions to that.
