bluster joy

What is it about grey blustery days that make me feel all snuggly? It probably goes back to my childhood. Grey, rainy, windy days were days for cuddling up under blankets and watching movies and reading books. Days when the sky turned green and the tornado sirens sounded, we'd gather up the flashlights, snacks, and sleeping bags and camp out in our basement. I loved getting all snuggly in my Kermit the Frog sleeping bag and getting scared but really not believing anything bad would really happen. I get the same way around big snow--cuddly, not scared. I think my sibs and I would play our bird game when the weather was unpleasant...we'd gather up a bunch of afghans and blankets and make a giant nest for the four of us. Happy, cuddle, snuggly time :)

But this blustery weather has foiled me two days in a row. I'm trying to get up to the Longmont house to do some inventory for Michael and to dig up my strawberry plants from my garden. I'm really missing my garden these days. But I have planted a little patio container garden with two tomato plants (one roma, one cherry), an eggplant, and basil. Today when I went out to check the plants I noticed the cherry tomato plant had a few little baby tomatoes on it! I got so excited, I had to run out and take some photos.

I'm being good and not getting too attached by naming the tomatoes, but it sure is tempting. I remember my first pumpkin plant in my little garden in San Diego--I named all the pumpkins that grew on it. Am I a bit of a freak? You betcha. But that is part of the joy of...me!