We are excited to finally have the plants in the ground. As Spring wobbles back and forth from cold to hot, short sleeves back to sweaters, I am almost certain the last frost has passed. One can hope. Bravely, my husband transferred all of our potted veggies into our raised beds. The onions are doing great, as are the radishes, but the peas never popped. I always love when the tomato plants start producing, but we are a long away from those happy days. It is funny to me the anticipation I feel when the plants disappear from my window ledge and fill our sad, empty raised beds. And I feel the same anticipation at the end of summer, when I get to whack it all down with my best effort. Here is to another summer of yummy veggies.