The growing season is short in the mountains.
In the spring, I will dutifully cover the new seedlings or starters when there is any chance of a damaging frost. There is a whole growing season to look forward to.
However, in the fall, I’m somewhat hesitant. I know at some point soon, these plants are going to die no matter what. Then it becomes a question of whether to give them another few days of life, or just throwing in the towel to the inevitable.