So this evening I was feeling very uninspired. That’s the word I eventually put to it, what boiled down to just, you know, having the sneaking suspicion that I was fat and lethargic and had a messy kitchen. So then I checked in on monsieur Black Krim tomato and his wee set of true leaves. It’s a small victory that there are finally true leaves today; it had stalled after producing seed leaves and I wasn’t sure if it was going to do anything at all. This had been particularly disheartening because it was the only Black Krim that germinated. Anyway, today I mixed some more dried milk into the soil, having tenderly scraped off the thin fuzz of mold left by the previous dosage of milk, and generally feel like he’s finally on the up-and-up.
Then I took an invasive gander at the second batch of Black Krim seeds I started 10 days ago and, lo and behold, just beneath the soil, there’s that first pale stem of growth. Another tomato on the make! I love growing. It’s in there:
