I'm heading off to work a men's retreat weekend this afternoon and won't be back until late on Sunday. When I've done these in the past, I've always managed to schedule a post or two and then blog from my phone while on retreat. I have a bunch of posts queued up in my head, but truth be told, I'm exhausted and a bit depressed from being sick, working extra hours, taking care of my mom who is very ill and getting ready for the weekend. I just don't have it in me to rightly write right now.
I hope you guys have a great weekend and I'll catch you on the flip side. In the meantime, this is what the tobacco crop looked like yesterday. Enjoy!
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| They haven't started to bloom. The flower you see is from another plant that shares the raised bed with the tobacco. |
Aside: I'll probably get an idea and post something short while I'm gone. No points deducted for brief thoughts, OK? :-)
Those look big enough to smoke already, if it comes to that. Maybe they aren't to full nicotine levels yet, but I bet they've got some.
ReplyDeleteIn any case, they look to make decent ornamental greenery at this stage.
I love the deep green of the leaves. They're also very soft.
ReplyDeleteMy heart is with you and your precious mom. May she soon be in the pink of health. Life is wicked hard.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sissy. Unfortunately, that's not where this thing is going. She's now under Hospice care, albeit the palliative variety.
ReplyDeletePrayers for you and your family.
ReplyDeleteLooking at our first freezing weekend in Iowa...without the Elf-Husband, too. /sigh
Have a good retreat.
Take your time, there's always manana.
ReplyDeleteWhich reminds me, a little smile for you.
And American visiting his Irish friend in Dublin was impressed at how laid back the Irish are.
He asked his friend, Tell me Seamus, do you in Ireland have a word like Manana?
Seamus thought for a second, Ah we do, we do, but it doesn't have quite the same sense of urgency.
Bet I've posted that before, it's the old memory you know.