*giggle*

*giggle*

Here's a clip from a fellow gardener's column, it just tickled me: Simply Tim: THE SPRING HOWLING There’s something otherworldly about playing in the dirt, and every Spring I get a glimpse of it when I begin planting my garden. That first plunge up to the elbows in a bag of potting soil; that first aromatic turn of a shovel in a compost pile; that first garden hose hook up and subsequent shower; punching that first seed finger deep into a damp, peaty pot: it’s enough to make me want to howl at the moon. Yesterday I planted moon vine seeds in 5 huge patio pots. Moon vines are climbers whose thick ivy-like leaves become a veritable wall of lush vegetation, perfect for shading a trellised side of a house from harsh southern exposure. At dusk and nighttime, sweet-smelling white moon flowers - - as large as saucers - - unfold for a single twilight’s brief existence before those same blooms wilt and fall off by the next midday. Later, I visited the Burpee.com website and went hog wild, ordering a host of tomato seeds (Steak Sandwich, Big Mama, Bush Big Boy, and Brandy Boy), green, lemon yellow and red pepper seeds (Sweet Bananarama, Sweet Orange Bell and Hot Lemon Pepper), pumpkins and cucumber, and asparagus roots and - - there I again go a howling.... There really is something otherworldly about playing in the dirt, and I can’t get enough of it. I should have been a farmer. Good thing I enjoy howling at the moon. http://www.simplytim.net/MoonVine.asp
Plant ID help!

Plant ID help!

For what it’s worth…

For what it’s worth…

I gave you an inch, you want a house with a yard.

I gave you an inch, you want a house with a yard.

Repotting gooseberry

Repotting gooseberry

Harvest

Harvest

GUYS!  GUYS, I have a TOMATO! :DDDDDD

GUYS! GUYS, I have a TOMATO! :DDDDDD