Earlier this week, I was out poking around in the garden and saw that everyone was growing happily, but otherwise not much was going on. The tomato plants are showing the first signs of tomatoes, the cucumbers had lots of flowers and the beans were just beginning to develop. All good and nothing much to worry about right.
The very next day, Sweetie poked his nose into the garden and asked when I was planning to harvest the cucumbers.
“When they are ready.” I told him.
“I think they’re ready.”