Inch-by-inch, row-by-row...

This little guy looks all wilted but should perk up after getting a long drink out of the hose.

Belladonna came through for me.

I have not been writing much because I have not been doing much.

Bella decided to help me out and planted nearly all of the tomatoes for me.

The Sweet Aperitif and Principe Borghnose are in the ground. Along with Stupice, we are going to have a horse-race to see how they shake out for dried tomatoes.

This is where they went in. You can see the herbicide is knocking back the weeds and buying me some time.

Now, I think Kubota is volunteering to till the potatoes.

Things are looking up.