I picked and ate our first tomato today. It was a hanging cherry tomato that my mom started for me. Yummm! And, for those of you keeping track of such things, it's about 1 week earlier than my first tomatoes were down at Hastings-on-the-Lake.
And, good information to know about future dog breeds we might add to our furry family: Tom had a friend fly him down to southwestern Minnesota this past weekend to visit his dad, and so I took care of the friend's small horse . . . I mean, dog. Point being, said dog is the most massive Yellow Lab I've ever seen, but a short-haired dog, nonetheless. I tried to take all the dogs down to the river Saturday evening for a cooling swim, but the big galoot got NAILED by the horse flies. We didn't even make it halfway down the driveway before I realized it was a hopeless (and miserable) situation for him. So, be forewarned: no short-haired dogs with exposed underbellies in the bug-infested north!
(TJ, thank GOODNESS you and the four-legged kiddies missed horse fly season! And you thought the blackflies were bad! The poor pumpkins would have been carried away!)