Tomatoes

 

I bought two tomato starts yesterday-- pitiful little things for a $5.50 each. And that's Home Depot, imagine what our fancy West Seattle Nursery charges, if you can even find a spot in the parking lot. I used to shop there often, but now it's too overwhelming.

The "Roma" or paste tomatoes are hard to find, so I buy one as soon as I see it.  It's still too cold to plant vegetables in the ground, but the south side of the house is already hot when the sun decides to come out. They won't freeze (probably) but will sit in the pots doing nothing until it warms up. Still, that chore is done, and I hope to get some geraniums at Costco this week.

Oh yes. The travelers are safely home. What an amazing experience for the girls. We had a few minutes with them yesterday and they told us about the exotic French culture and all sorts of incredible adventures, like a jeep tour of Tahiti and swimming with sharks and rays. 

And the beautiful Dreamliner flight on Tahiti Air. The plane wasn't full either way (when does that ever happen?) so the families had two rows to stretch out by themselves with extra pillows and blankets. 

The girls said with wonder, "they even brought us good FOOD while we were flying!" We should all travel with the eyes of a child.