It's been on the back of my mind that the tomatoes needed to be transplanted.
Our "hometown" pharmacy gave us a neat little Rockwell Calendar at the first of the year. I keep it on the fridge. Inside, there is a "Planting With The Moon" guide.
Since I need all the help I can get with this gardening stuff I pay attention to the suggestions on it and try, if I can, to comply. I knew last weekend that this weekend would be better for transplanting as the "Moon is in Pisces".
I was having a white night again this morning. Why fight it? So I got up at 2:30 and thought, "Why wait till tomorrow what you can do in the wee, wee hours of the morning?" Plus, it's a pretty quiet job so I wouldn't be waking up SM with banging things around.
It's getting crowded around here.
"OK guys...You've only got about 4 to 6 more weeks of living inside. Best get your game face on."