I Almost Ran Out of Gas

It’s 6:01 a.m. and I’ve overslept.  It’s been that kind of week, running from one place to another.  Work obligations, tomato obligations, Hampton Victory Garden obligations, Moxie obligations, blogging obligations, birthday obligations, family obligations, and friendship obligations have filled my life.  I’m unglued and disorganized.

I almost ran out of gas.

That’s not like me.

Given that it’s Wednesday, it’s “Tiny Steps Gardening Day” and commenter Loosehead Prop will want to tell us about his Monticello-like experiments in the garden.  I couldn’t let the blog go dark today.  In spite of the impossible arrangement of hours and minutes, beautiful things are still happening every day.  Here are three:

  1. I planted 13 tomato plants at Uncle Bob’s on Saturday.  Sure, I’m putting them in a slightly different formation than last year and Uncle Bob gave me the same look he always does when I tell him I’m conducting an experiment.  He told me he’d cover them with plastic if there was any chance of falling temperatures and I was relieved.  This gardening by proxy is tough stuff.
  2. My mother’s CSA started last week.
  3. My neighbor, Jan, left me some homemade Won-Ton soup last night.

As they say on Tee Vee, “it’s all good.”

Take it away, Loosehead…you know you want to.

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2 Responses to I Almost Ran Out of Gas

  1. Loosehead Prop says:


    More like the levee breaking in the middle of the Dust Bowl.

    At least I haven’t killed anything yet.

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