Today, I am thankful for my class of 2008.
None of my neighbors needed one more tomato or pepper plant, so this morning, I plant the remaining starters in pots. I call the assortment my class of 2008.
Now I must wait to see how well they do. Despite my carefully tending, I'm afraid that our quirky summer weather may jeopardize the harvest.
Indeed, as harvests go, anything is possible - feast or famine, with the latter the more likely outcome. Good thing our meals don't depend on my garden.
For this blessing, I am grateful.