My adventure in having a tiny vegetable garden is being aided by the weather. The only things that look happy in my garden this morning are the beans and eggplants, which have suddenly really taken off after languishing since being planted. The tomatoes refuse to die, but they refuse to flourish.
The okra has been too wet and too cold and is kind of brown spotty. And the cucumbers are like “bleh.”
I see no sign of the basil.
We saw a turkey again on our walk.
They’ve actually posted a speed limit on Lloyd–30 mph. Now they just need to get a cop to sit out there, just beyond the curve and ticket the shit out of people. In your car, 30 feels way too slow. But believe me, when you’re out there walking with your dog, you’d like for people to be going under 50.
And we tried to go to Taste of N’awlins for lunch on Saturday and they’re closed. Honestly, I’m confused why the area between Clarskville and Nashville hasn’t taken off like the other spurs out of town. It’s a beautiful area, not too far from downtown, but still, there’s just not a whole lot of density, even though it’s between two major Tennessee cities.
On the one hand, I don’t mind. I like the semi-rural feel of it. On the other hand, I’m bummed we can’t support a good Cajun restaurant.