We had a little rain this morning, for which I am immensely grateful! My heart and soul end up feeling parched when we go very long without rain. Some of my friends tease me about my love for storms/rain/the changing seasons. I have been struggling with a little raised, shabby plastic garden bed which has given me a few cherry tomatoes and, oh what is the name of the little flowers? Sometimes words just make a mad dash from my mind. Oh well, it will come to me. Anyway the little MARIGOLDS (see, I told you it would come to me) offered me some really cheerful blooms until some critter decided it needed to eat the blossoms. And of course the deer eventually found my two little cherry tomato plants and dined on them. I even planted (in the ground) some zinnia seeds, a few of which germinated and were budding when the deer found them too. Oh well, maybe next year.
