Heirloom Tomatoes

It's the time of year where I start to day dream of warmer days and continuous sunshine. Instead of daydreaming of living on the beach eating hotdogs, I'm making plans for my first vegetable garden.

I just love tomatoes. Last summer at the local farmers market, I found a grower who sold unique tasting varieties. With a little research, I discovered that they were heirloom tomatoes. These tomatoes are non-hybrid, open pollinated fruits. Each week I would search for my favorite stall and hope that there were some tomatoes left. My favorite variety is the "Black from Tula". It was always the first to sell out, almost always just moments after the stall opened up.

This year I'm not going to fight the crowds to get the best tomatoes. I'm going to grow the most delicious ones right here in my back yard. I have ordered the seeds from Tomato Fest.com, and should receive them soon. I have ordered the following varieties:
Cherokee Purple-Tomato Seeds
Earl Of Edgecombe-Tomato Seeds
Tobolsk-Tomato Seeds
Amana Orange-Tomato Seeds
Angora Super Sweet-Tomato Seeds
Austin's Red Pear
Black Cherry-Tomato Seeds
Black from Tula
Black Prince-Tomato Seeds
Blondkopfchen-Tomato Seeds

10 different tomato varieties may seem a bit much, but it will be such fun to try them out.
I'm also planning to grow green peas, carrots, squash, peppers and herbs. In another area of the garden, there will be raspberry and blueberry bushes, as well as strawberry plants.

It's such fun to dream of this future garden!

Dreams

Many of us have dreams that can be so vivid, it burns it's existence onto our memory so the next morning, not only do you remember the dream, but your a bit wigged out by it.

All week I've had dreams like this. Although only 2 have survived in the memory banks. I'd like to share one with you.

Dream: Bad guys are chasing a group of us through Manhattan, including my cat. We try to hail cabs, but for some reason they don't come even close to where we're
located. It's suddenly winter and we're climbing up a steep hill (in Manhattan?) and crawl through a barbed wire fence (which was surprisingly easy) and make it to a car. We're all safely buckled in although it was a bit tough to buckle in the cat. The bad guys are still after us and I yell, "Lets go!". To my utter shock and fright, the entire group all sit back staring at the horizon and say, "Na, lets just sit here and enjoy the moment."

I woke up with the following words at my lips, "Are you kidding me?"
All my dreams have been this exasperating. Shall I check myself in to a funny farm now, or later?

Living Your Dreams

Living Your Dreams

For years I've been wanting a Vespa. The selections available in the USA consist of the ET2 & ET4. I've been told by a dealer that I can import a different model, but it would cost loads of $$$. Since I'm rather poor, I'll just have to stick with the currently available models. One thing for sure, I'm going to get mine in platinum, light blue or light green.

If I'm a good girl and save one dollar a week, I'll be able to buy one in 15 years.