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greenstormLife just keeps getting better. So, I wake up, post about yesterday, hobble down the stairs to inspect my butt in the mirror (I am going to) be so technicolor soon, and get breakfast. I find all my nectarines and apricots that I bought a couple of days ago ripe, waiting for me, and wander out into the garden with them. My tomatoes have taken off, adding about 6" of growth over the last few days, and many of them have a ton of blossoms. Even Speckled Roman has blossoms, despite the fact that the plant looks like hell (it's a thin-leaved plant that appears to twist as part of its growth habit, so it looks very wilty to the eye, but I don't think that's disease). My brandywines are flowering, my black plum has set some fruit, etc.
My hands smell like tomatoes.
I have milk in the fridge.
It's sunny.
And I don't have to leave for work for another hour.
My hands smell like tomatoes.
I have milk in the fridge.
It's sunny.
And I don't have to leave for work for another hour.
