First Bed In

Yesterday was gorgeous, so I spent the afternoon in the garden.

One bed planted. (Chili peppers.)

Five to go. (Lettuce, carrots, green onions, tomatoes, tomatillos, basil, cucumbers, and I guess—even though I don't like them much—squash. Maybe even more chili peppers. And flowers, of course, though those don't have to go in upraised beds.)

The general rule of thumb for gardens is to plant veggies that aren't so easy to find in the supermarket, although, of course, in the U.S., you can find anything in the supermarket. The specific rule of thumb this year is to keep costs down—fresh tomatoes are up 25% in the past year. I am planting mostly sauce tomatoes (Romas), which is a bit ridiculous as I'm unlikely to remain in this area, and probably won't want to move with 10 jars of spaghetti sauce even if it is Grandma Fiore's recipe. I'll try to find the sauce a good home.

I spent a lot of time kneeling, so my knees are sore this morning.

Ah, the joys of aging!

I didn't believe it when I went to a doctor for the first time in a looooong while couple of years back, and they told me I was now 5'8" tall after a lifetime of being 5'10". But when I was in Ithaca, it was obvious that RTT—5'8 ½"—is now taller than me. You're like a compressed Slinky when you get old; your spinal discs compress.

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It's supposed to rain all day today, which now that I have plants in, is a good thing—saves me from watering!

I'm gonna make money, chip away at the Work in Progress, and reread Cloud Atlas.