This little tidbit is funny, but since everyone I know that checks this site is good with plants, it is going to hurt your heart. I am NOT good with plants. I do not care about plants one little bit. I am ok with everything being a weed fest, but I also recognize that that makes me a yard slob. You are going to see some of my slob yard. I throw vegetable scraps out my window to my ‘compost pile’, but they actually just go out in the ‘yard’ area. Have at it, squirrels.
When we were packing in all the cutting tools from the tree job and going inside, Lloyd was ahead of me. He pointed to the weeds and said, “There’s a tomato.” I looked at the swath of weeds and said, “What?”
Again, I said, “What??” He said, “A perfectly ripe, red tomato in the middle of the weeds.”
Well, I’ll be.
A tiny little tomato plant with one lone tomato on it. Looks like my throwing scraps out the window is working out pretty well for me!
What a feast!
Ok. Chainsaw story tomorrow.