Yesterday I worked in the yard for the first time since … probably October. The whole thing needs a lot of attention. I can’t believe how out of shape my gardening muscles are — I was ready to keel over after about 1 1/2 hours. This morning I can feel my shoulders and back. Today I want to put in another couple of hours in the back — particularly the garden because I’m going to want to get that going soon. After last year I said I wouldn’t plant so many tomatoes, but I keep thinking, what if I get a dud plant that doesn’t produce much? I need at least 4 to make sure I have what I want. Last year I accidentally got a cherry tomato — not something I would choose on purpose. This year I’m going to get my tomatoes at the Farmers Market.
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