Yesterday was a good day for gardening.  Mike and I put in 150 plants that we had grown in our greenhouse, adding them to the potatoes, swiss chard, onions, turnips, radishes, lettuce and kale that were already out and growing.  Yesterday was 86 degrees, but it's a good thing that we did it because we had a lot of storms and rain last night.  So, we put in pak choi, cabbage, cauliflower, broccoli, brussel sprouts, more onions---a few weeks later than we generally do, but they are really nice plants.  Now the Garden B looks like a garden, although only half planted.  Garden C will be where we plant the melons, summer squash and zucchini which are now sprouting really fast in the greenhouse.  Front and back of the greenhouse will be taken down since its use is almost over.  Beautiful tomato plants and herb plants are just begging to come out and as soon as it is dry again, out they will go.  I will broadcast alfalfa to put in half of garden A to increase fertility for the next year.  Garden A already has permanent fixtures like thornless blackberry vines, grape vines and gooseberries.  Cross our fingers that we don't have another bad season like last year.  I don't feel comfortable with the way our seasons are changing.  I live with the seasons and come to depend on their light and shadows, smells and sounds and I am out of kilter when it just doesn't do what it used to.  Yes, climate change is real and yes, it is our fault, but I wish that humans could clean up what they have done as fast as they have ruined it.  Instead, we have some people in complete denial with some religious dogma thrown in for good measure.  We may have come to the point of no return for our planet.  Already, we are losing masses of arctic and antarctic glaciers as they melt into the sea.  What took eons to make takes us a few seconds to break.