A fine spring day

That was yesterday, that was. A bit bleary and chilly in the morning, but toasty in the afternoon, enough so that I hung out on the porch with a companionable bumblebee and went through the next poetry manuscript in the queue, The Calligraphy of Birds by Gene Ervine.

Much accomplished in the last two days: first whack at the yard (raking, trash-picking-up, junk chucking, compost-pile-stabbing), greenhouse cleanup, mudroom cleanup and organizing, nasturtium planting, tomato variety selection for planting, Cartoon North temp website construction, general website updates. The cats found my industry entertaining, and did a lot of extravagant lolling about in the grass while I swept and lugged and chucked and hauled.

Tomato decisions: Ropreco paste, Stupice, and red currant. I have packets of seeds from 1993, 1994, 1995, 1998, 2000, and a few from last year. Lots of old seeds. The ones I have from Seeds of Change have proven to have phenomenal viability--and all organic, too.