Sometimes I hate it here

Last spring, all my squash and cucumber plants froze to death. A few other things died too. Despite living a protected life in a greenhouse. So this year I took steps to give the poor sensitive things some more protection, adding a thermostat oven to the greenhouse. Despite this, Jack Frost have crept in and offed my most promising darlings. Some of them might survive, but others look like they have definitively moved on (I do not really know where plants go when they die, apart from the compost, or even if plants have souls. That would possibly be worth a post in itself. But I strongly feel that having struggled on in a harsh environment from an early age my brave squash plants had deserved better than this. A plant heaven of everlasting summer, reincarnation down south in more gentle climates or somesuch). They had itty bitty flowerbuds on them and everything *sob*.

Also, I have been pondering where to put all the tomato plants I have, making odd plans like for example portable tripod mini-greenhouses from old fenceposts. As of this morning, finding space for tomato plants is not something I have to worry about any more.

It's a really annoying dilemma. If I sow too early the plants get too big for the living room, I move them out in the greenhouse and they die. If I sow later they survive the spring, but they don't get ripe before the autumn frost kills them. There are occasional nights when the temperature creeps under zero until midsummer, and winter (i.e. snow) is usually here in October.

Being an organic farmer (I went to organic agriculture school and everything) I'm supposed to work with nature, but..
THE LAZY FUCKING FARMER IS NOT CONTENT WITH ONLY EATING POTATOES!
I want some variation in my diet! I want to gorge myself on melons and pears, but I accept that it is near impossible in this frozen mountain hole. A little tomatoes and cucumbers though, perhaps a hardy little apple tree? Is that really too much to ask?

Fuck you nature, this is war. Next year I'm moving the greenhouse to a more secluded part of the farm and putting in a bigger oven.