It’s official, folks. We’ve got plants in the ground.
After days of rain/cold/lack-of-time delays, I finally had a little bit of sunshine, an hour of free time and the motivation to get digging.
And dig I did.
And I blame the incessant clouds for my tomato plant purchase. Typically, I buy small plants and wait patiently for them to grow. There’s no patience this spring.
Our already short growing season is weeks behind, so I went for the big guns this year. Three heirloom varieties that are already two feet tall and flowering were transplanted in the ground. It was a splurge. Is it a shortcut? Yes. Do I feel bad about it? Heck, no.
And then there are these. Spiky, lavender-colored blossoms perched atop delicately onion-flavored chive stems. No planting necessary, just returning on their own, year after year. Almost too pretty to eat.