It started back in springtime, with all the crates of filled peat pots lined up on the heated walkout basement floor. My job was to poke the fat little squash seeds into the damp starting soil, covering them up so they could dream of germinating. Then, later, up peeked the vibrant green stems with baby leaves, hoping to find sunlight.
With care, we carried the crates outside to tables in the yard, then back inside at night to keep them safe from the still chilly temperatures. Back and forth, back and forth each day. It added nearly an hour to my chore-time!