Lots of folks around work were bragging about putting in their tomato plants this past weekend.  Remember it was beautiful….They inquired about my garden and if plants were in the ground.  I proudly said, I am waiting till a consistent soil temp of 60°.  They looked at me like I was behind the power curve, out of my mind, losing out.  I held strong, and this morning I was on top-of-the-world. 

Walking out my front door this morning I saw shimmery frost on the grass and cars.  As I sat in my car waiting for the windshield to defrost, I had a huge smile on my face.  My infant tomatoes were warm and toasty sitting by the kitchen window this morning.