Dear Em,
I am a non-plant person. A non-plant person who is planting several gardens this year and has very low expectations for the harvest (although I REALLY want to learn to can stuff, so there'd better be at least 3 or 4 tomatoes; you and I can split a jar of homemade salsa). If all goes well, there will be tomatoes, carrots, cucumbers, sweet and hot peppers, butternut squash, onions, broccoli, strawberries, raspberries, rhubarb, and herbs. And wildflowers. If not, I will try again next year. I think I'm already failing at composting, because so far, mine just looks like rotting garbage mixed with dead leaves.
I tried to get a picture of the rhubarb to send to Michele, because it actually survived and is growing stems and leaves, which I was absolutely positive was not going to happen. Must be the rotting garbage "compost" I threw onto it. :-)
I keep trying to think of something interesting to tell you and getting distracted because we have playmates coming over at 8:30 and I have GOT to shower. I've been wearing the pants you gave me and I love them, and I cannot tell you how wonderful it is to have all of those shirts for John. You have quadrupled his wardrobe, and the shirts are all so nice, and it's good for him to see that he can wear XL now instead of XXL. We need to do something nice for Todd to thank him. Maybe I'll give him our jar of salsa.
We want to come tomorrow night! I have Bible study but don't really have to go, and Isaac has karate but maybe somehow we can skip it or something.
Love,
Al
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