Sunday, May 3, 2020

Yesterday. Or is the whole world garders? Who knew?

It's Sunday.  I can tell because I just watched Willie Geist, the CBS Sunday Morning, and had French Toast (a Sunday staple here), so it's Sunday.

Don't be telling me any different. 😡

But let's go back to yesterday. 

After an early morning toilet paper and bagel run, there was the usual morning.  Okay, not so usual because I did some study of the various cheat sheets and picks for the horse races at Oaklawn (Arkansas) yesterday.  Yes, I ended up ahead.  Nicely ahead.  But it was a tough day -- couldn't quite get it right for the big cha-ching!

Anyway, around lunch time I was hungry and the grocery run hadn't included a focus on lunch food, so I suggested we go pick up Panera (a family favorite -- the others like their salads 😕), so it was decided I'd pick up while my partner (to use the generic, PC term) went into Lowe's, looking for plants.

I pulled up the hill and around the corner into the Lowe's parking lot and came to an immediate halt! 

The parking lot was in some way full!  Not as in car on car, but with some social distancing between cars, but still the cars (or rather trucks) went all the way to the far limit of the lot.

I ate my sandwich (salad!  the food my food eats), while waiting on K to get out of Lowe's.  She finally did, only to report that there were NO vegetable plants (the plan was tomatoes and peppers)!

So, here are all these people, excited to be at a Lowe's, and seemingly excited to be planting vegetables.

Who knew?

I've gone many years to do this and NEVER had a crowd.   Or no plants. 

A sign of the times.  A trip to Lowe's is exciting.

We went on to Home Depot (you can almost see one from the other) and they had plants, but it was also a crowded lot and a bit of a line. 

This is amazing.

I know we'll see all kinds of recipes in the late summer for what to do with all this stuff planted in the pandemic quarantine; I look forward to them.  Because, if you've never grown a tomato plant, a healthy cranks out more tomatoes than any sane person could eat in real time, so you have to do something with all the extra.  You don't want too many friends who grow tomatoes because you'll end up with enough tomatoes to eat marinara from now till Thanksgiving.

Who knew?  Hopefully, today and tomorrow and beyond will bring something else as mind boggling.

Times, they are a changing.

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