Yay, yay, yay, yay, yay

RedFork Main Street had a cleanup day along Southwest Boulevard (Route 66) this morning. I was in Chandler really late, working on the Trip Guide, but I was back home and in bed by 2:30 or so, which gave me about four and a half hours of sleep before Ron and I had to be at the office to pick up some stuff so we could help Katy set up the volunteer sign-in table and stuff.

We got done at noon, went to lunch at 12:30, and headed out to the garden at 1 p.m. to start putting tomatoes in the ground. We’ve planted everything except the peppers, which can’t go out until the overnight temperatures are consistently in the 50s (probably mid-May). Our garden this year includes:

Sixteen different varieties of tomatoes (I have NO restraint when we go to the Tomato Man’s place)
Four varieties of cucumbers
Spaghetti squash
Zucchini
Beans
Spinach
Lettuce
Okra
Lots of herbs
Radishes
Two kinds of carrots
Watermelon
Brussels sprouts
Cauliflower
Strawberries
Blackberries (the brambles are well-established and are already loaded with buds this year)
Sunflowers
A wildflower mix we got for free from Burt’s Bees

I was happy that my golden thyme — a present from Mom last summer — had survived the winter, and my rosemary seems to be coming back. The mint is coming up in the front, too. I like the way the mint grows. It’s in the front flowerbeds, and it gets big and sort of spills out of them, so when you walk by, you brush against it and make the leaves release that lovely mint smell. It’s awesome.

I have dirt under my nails and little scratch marks on my arms and a pink sunburn across my nose and I’m tired and dirty and hot and happy.

I hope you’re happy, too, wherever you are.

Emily

Folk Saturday: Wayne Hancock

Apologies for the delay: I spent yesterday evening proofing the Trip Guide with the Oklahoma Route 66 Association administrator. On Thursday night, I was busy watching Wayne Hancock perform at Cain’s Ballroom … where there’s a gorgeous neon sign … and there was a thunderstorm, which kept the computer unplugged all night.

Not quite folk exactly, but nice anyway. If you’re not familiar with him, his voice and style are a dead ringer for Hank Williams Sr.

Emily