OK, our little tomato plants, my purple pepper plant, Jack, Buster, Penny, Mr and Mrs Rith. Is this really pottersblog??? Sure it is. Made a million things Sunday, must get to work on them shortly.
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Mmmmm ... Peppers ...
Now if only I could get my weirdo 9-year-old (Phil) to believe me that peppers aren't fatal. You'd think they are by his reaction to anything that I serve with peppers on or in.
Poor Penny! She looks so forlorn behind bars in that first pic.
well, I was on the other deck, looking over...so she had nothing to be sad about really, but she was BORN with those eyes, I guess you could say.
I wouldn't eat, them, gord, when I was little but they are my favorite now!
I thought that was a baby eggplant!
Penny looks little when you see her on a leash.
MOI, she is tiny. 13 inches tall, 19 pounds (athletic, so she is skinny). The size of a cat, ctually.
I envy you the fresh tomatoes... and those peppers look mighty good too!
I've begged twice now to know your secret to those gorgeous plants. Please tell me! How do you get them so lush and full and tall? I'm a new gardener and need all the help I can get.
lalalala, oh what was your question Maggie?
Meanie.
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