Sunday the tomato growing expert (Chris) and I headed to the greenhouse to select our specimens for this year.
For the record I would like to say that while I did get distracted by other things at the greenhouse, I did not stray from the mission. The mission to get the tomatoes planted between the rain showers. The mission that did not involve geraniums or cabbage.
I like looking at everything at the greenhouse. Teeny tiny germinating seeds are interesting. It's important whenever you are out to soak up information that could come in handy later. Like for example, when Chris builds me a greenhouse after he retires. Just a small one. Something to keep him busy and out of trouble. But I am straying from the mission.
We made our selection as we always do - on a whim - with little consideration. How can you go wrong with all these healthy looking plants? Then we headed for home, prepared the container according to instructions, unbound the roots, and placed our perfect specimens carefully into the dirt.
And now the fun begins. Watching. Waiting. Measuring growth. Checking for blossoms.
For inquiring minds - we selected a Jet Star this year in addition to the tried and true and very dependable Celebrity.