Dave and I enjoyed our first tomato from the garden today at lunch. And that's a cucumber from the garden too! We shared our first cucumber with our next door neighbors at their Memorial Day cookout. The Better Boy tomato (heirlooms are comin'!) was as delicious and buttery as it could be. It was hard not to gobble it all up too quickly.
The garden must be enjoying all the mulch from the giant oak we cut down since the weeds think it's a great place to grow as well. There are new weeds this year that are popping up everywhere. Where do they come from? The weed fairy? But we're getting a lot of crop and the plants look strong. The last time our garden was this good was the year I met Dave, when he spent most of his time over at my apartment and didn't weed or worry over his garden too much. The last few years when we've kept up with it all the garden has gotten bugs and blights and small production. Maybe weeds are a sign of fertility?
The Braves won last night! It was a great game. We got runs out of a walk, a balk, and a catcher error. Heyward was the star of the night. Beautiful night in the 70s, right up close to the field, they retired Smoltz's number, and then there were Friday night fireworks (thank you Publix!)... so all in all a great American Friday night.
Now I've got to go get pretty for the party tonight!
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