At Ramshackle, some plants have a tendency to linger in pots. It doesn't take long to put a plant in the ground, but often the poor plants awaiting a transplant get pushed to the back of the line in the constant triage of living/life activities. I put these tomato plants near the kitchen door to keep them on my radar. Nothing like guilt to serve as a motivator. This morning, the dishes remained dirty, the toys scattered.
Today is a triumphant day for the tall heirloom
Carpasian and the smaller Roma, a gift from a friend. Now, if I could just remember to water them.
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