Well the first of my Amish Paste tomatoes have arisen from the seedling trays. They are snug and secure tucked away in my hothouse for the time being. There really is nothing like the first tomato plant of the season. I can already smell the heavy scent of tomatoes that hangs in the heat of hot summer days.
My Snake beans on the other hand have shot from the ground like something has sneaked up behind and scared the living daylights out of them. Overnight they have gone from rows of green handles to great big plants raising their arms to worship the sun. I can’t wait to plant these out. Last year my father inlaw grew them and they really do hang from their vines like little green snakes.
[sigh] And now I just have to sit on my hands and wait – it really is too cold to plant them all out just yet…really…it is…[resist the urge]…I…must…not…plant…yet.