Nothing is more fun than getting tomatoes and corn in the ground. Well, except for all the other flavors of fruit and vegetables. It behooves me to be able, now, to prove to the VR&E hierarchy that I can operate a larger greenhouse. Once (I’m an optimist) I win this at the BVA, there is going to be much consternation in Room 1366 over what and how to deal with me. Remember, Seattle has never had a Vet so rude and obstreperous as me. I had the gall to actually appeal my denial to DC. Hiding the VA 9 in some file no one could find was merely a temporary staving off of finality. I merely sent in another one. Those green cards may cost about $7.00 but the look of absolute surprise (and horror) that crosses their countenances is worth every penny when you pull it out.
Again, perennially I thank Paul and Leigh for enlightening me on which corn to grow. Silver Queen is killer. I started it in the greenhouse a bit prematurely but the weather turned warm quickly. It did get to about 12 inches before I planted. So much for being knee-high by the 4th of July.
And the sugar snap/strawberry report for Monday evening.
And this afternoon
And last but not least, Cupcake with our new fertilizer specialist Cooper.
I thought the fertilizer was from you son.