Garden tales and can I go home yet?

Yesterday after work I went outside and, in my slightly plodding way, I got the rest of the garden planted. It's all in the dirt now, and it's up to the garden sprites to keep marauders out of the plants. How I ended up with thirteen tomato plants again, I'll never know. Well, I do know. I want to try this one, then that one, and o, that looks good, too. And G "rescued" a couple of yellow tomato plants... well, if it goes like last year, I'll have more than enough tomatoes to go around. The beans are starting to nose their way through the dirt, and the peas, and omg, I have tiny little beet greens! The lettuce and spinach in the deck box are going well, too. When G got home yesterday, he helped me immensely by laying out the soaker hose, and then the boxes --all of them-- got a good, long drink. Yes, we had a lot of rain this past weekend, but the dirt dries out pretty quickly in boxes. 

Next up, the new strawberry bed. It is scheduled to arrive next Wednesday, so at least I'll be home to help with that project in short order. 

And I hope that the pool will be put up on Sunday. I hope. I hope. I hope. It feels like I'm really behind this summer, but I'm not. Facebook Memories tell me that I'm exactly on time for the planting, and the pool usually goes up mid-June. Maybe it's just me wanting so badly to be done this week. It's not the (two) kids I have left at all. It's the whole "my room is clean, the paperwork is done, the books are counted, can I please go home now?" vibe. 

My book release party is set for June 27th, 3:30, at The Frost Place. There will be a community open mic after my short reading/signing. I sure hope some folks come. The last time I had a book launch we had a freezing rain/ice storm. At least that is not likely this time around. 

At any rate, it's summer, it's lovely out, and I'm going to watch a good film with the (two) kids I have in class. One went home sick yesterday, so who knows? Maybe it'll just be one. 

Have a super day, friends. Hugs all around.

C




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