I had/have a total of 13 tomato plants about ready for transplant to the garden. I held off until I was fairly sure the latest storm threat was not to be and started with 4 Early Blue Ribbons. Three of the four made it overnight so I’m going to do another 4 tomorrow. The one that didn’t make it was victim to the feared and dreaded cut worm. The aggravating thing about that is I had put collars around each tomato to avoid cut worms but someone one fund a breach point and did the deed. I also decided to try starting seeds in the house for more Swiss chard and kale. That was a couple days ago and still no signs of germination.
Got a windfall on my path to the dock restoration project. We had lunch in Deland one day at a Chinese place. Nothing exciting there but I noticed a pile of local penny saver newspapers that had been removed from the stand and were awaiting pickup. I grabbed a giant stack and used them on the path. That put me at least a week ahead of schedule and I’m now down to the last 20′.
We went to a wedding Saturday in Pierson. I think we were the only ones there without credentials going back at least 2 generations. Most were agriculture folks with roots in the fern business. The only people we knew were the bride and groom and his mother. It was in a very small country church of the Lutheran persuasion with a local piano player and wedding singer. I think Chris could have played better but her heart was certainly in it. There was a very nice meal afterwards in the meeting room – really southern country featuring fried chicken, collard greens, Mac and cheese, green beans and meat loaf. Corn bread of course. I wasn’t hungry but put a couple pieces of fruit on my plate to avoid the wrath of my bride. The bride and groom were probably in their 50’s so there were grandkids running around – stealing the show. The bride, groom, and the grandkids were whisked away back to the house party in a horse driven carriage. A nice touch. We didn’t attend the after party but I’m sure it was in keeping with the official affair.
Spent today on the beach after the near miss storm while Nancy played bridge. The tides and waves ate up a little more of the beach but all in all, looks like it survived with only some sand and berm erosion. It was way, way too rough to even think about fishing so I just walked a mile or so to survey the damages.