Rhett and I got to work and picked up the trash and other random junk. The greenhouse was messy, but it would be lovely when it was done. But as we worked, I realized this was going to be a lot of work for two people and it might take a few days.
I want this to be done today. Those plants need to be in the ground by nightfall; it’s too cold for them to stay in their pots.
We had already made a pile of trash, but there were still more broken tools and pots strewn about. My gut sank, and I hoped I hadn’t set myself up for failure.
“I thought I heard an old truck. What are y’all doing?” Sally said from behind me. I smiled at her and tried to think of ways to get her to help.
“We’re cleaning up the greenhouse. I’ve brought plants.”
“I see that. This looks like quite the project. Need a ha
