I spent a good chunk of last weekend playing in dirt. Despite the 90 plus degree weather, I decided to expand my little Kitchen Garden. It was a lot of work, but I am literally seeing the fruits of my labor since planting just a few days ago.
The Mister, who does not want photos of him or The Baby Kittens posted (oh, okay), was kind enough to help me schlep garden supplies.
…but the real star of the show is the anaheim pepper plant that I just transferred on Saturday early evening. By Sunday afternoon, look what was hanging from the vine. I $hit you not, ’twas not there the day before.
“That can’t be,” says The Mister.
“Baby, you were there when we bought the pepper plant. Was there even a hint of a pepper at the time?” I retort.
“No, but still…,” he says scratching his head.
I’m scratching my head too. Not because I’m perplexed, but because my scalp could use a good cleaning after toiling and sweating away in the garden. Off to scrub-a-dub with cKc (more on that later)…
What’s in your garden?