|The nightly trot--but not one will be frosted!|
Nobody likes malaise.
I think the hardest thing here is to avoid sunscalding the leaves. If the plants get too much sun at first, their leaves bleach, crisp up and fall off. That results in a rather dead or sickly plant that never does recover. So I create little habitations for them to perch under, out of old bamboo roller shades.
For the tender things that have been hardening off in the cold frame, on a chilly night I park a layer of horticultural fleece over them. They've grown so tall that they touch the glass windows, and if that happens they'll frost. So the fleece gives them the protection they need, without squishing their growth. A handy rake helps keep it from blowing off.