“It’s difficult to think anything but pleasant thoughts while eating a homegrown tomato.”
~ Lewis Grizzard
The sun is shining and the forecast for the day, respectable; I’m anticipating a busy day starting with being out and about running an assortment of errands this morning. Then, this afternoon–ah, this afternoon . . .
I’ve got fish fins and other assorted fish parts saved from Gerry’s salmon haul last summer thawed and in the fridge; a jar of powdered eggshells is waiting on the kitchen counter; I’ll grab a handful of aspirin and throw them in a jar to take with me when I head out later.
It’s tomato planting day and I’m the kind of girl who gets giddy about it.