Or in my case... frozen tomaters!
The heinous Goddess of my gardening world backhanded me for starting a day or two early moving the tomato seedlings into the real world!
I lovingly planted and fed them, erected row covers to protect them, and worked to secure the row covers in tornado strength winds. I watered by hand, since my sprinklers are out of commission. I TALKED TO THEM, FOR GOD'S SAKE!!
This is so embarrassing!
My friends at St Brigid Farm, Sugar Mountain Farm, and The Barefoot Gardener are going to take away all my Princess Gardener points! (*Snap!*)
I'm not happy. Mother Nature is laughing at me! And then She felt a little bit bad, and has been trying to make it up to me.
Steve has new finery.
A new pear growing.
I'm not ready to forgive Her yet. Maybe I will if some of the crispy tomatoes recover and start growing anyway. In the meantime, I'm going to pout!
Okay...(shake it off, shake it off!) I have started my very own sweat shop sewing produce bags, except I'm the only one sweating. Is that how it is suppose to work?!?
It seems as fast as I can list the veggie bags on Etsy, they get snapped up! Nice problem to have, but, as I told Penny, I might have to hire myself a wife!
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