My little sister came home from her first year of college for the summer last week, with a 4.0 no less! On Friday, we finished planting the tomato and pepper plants. We planted a variety: romas, park's whopper improved CRs, better boys, habanero reds, orange blazes, and lady bells!
And, of course, I told her she could be on the blog if she helped me take pictures of it. Also, you know those little labels that come with plants from the greenhouse that tell you what variety they are? She went dumpster diving for me to find them. Thank you, sister.
We planted a LOT more tomato and pepper plants this year than we have in past years (this is because I'm planning on learning how to can salsa this year!), which means we needed more coffee cans. So, half of the morning was spent hunting for these gems and then using mom's can opener to take the bottoms off. I'm pretty sure that we owe mom a new can opener...sorry, mom.
Here's me hoeing holes for Beav to put the plants in.
Bailey planting a tomato plant...you see that little flesh-colored blur at the bottom of the photo? Yeah, I can't take pics with a blackberry, evidently.
Bahaha, okay, obviously, we don't have the straight-row thing down. Dad is so proud. It looks awful. Whatever. Perfectly imperfect.
Along those same lines, a few Mays ago, Bailey and I were sent out to plant the last row of corn. We wanted to hurry up and be done with it, so she started on one end, and I started on the other, and we met in the middle. And also, I planted on the west side of the string dad so lovingly set up for us, and Beav planted on the east side.
Again, perfectly imperfect. The vegetables taste the same whether they're grown in straight rows or not, right?
The onions that were planted on the 7th were up on the 17th! #rainisagoodthing #rainisagoodthing, right? Not so much, wish my dad could finish planting his soybeans! Isn't it funny that last summer was so stinking hot and we all prayed for this glorious rain? Just getting it on God's terms, I suppose.
After planting, Russell came with us on a little Ranger ride...he loves it. Bailey, not so much. His butt was in her face the whole time.
Love,
Kalli
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