No. 2 son came by Tuesday and his Pappy was ready to do some planting. He helped,….. aw, let me say it correctly, he broke some ground while I watched (the very best way to plant a garden, but don’t tell him I said that, ok). Now this particular spot was under or near a fence containing a honeysuckle vine and the roots were thicker than the soil. No problem for that boy’s number 11 foot and my sharp shovel. That boy just breezed right though them. Then we mixed up some new soil,  a sack of compost, top soil and potting soil mix, raked that around, well, he might have turned that also, not sure about this step, as the warm sun had me nodding, and planted. The radish package said that in 4 days the plants would be sticking their little shoots up and in 25 days we would be eating them. Well, I didn’t see them little fellas today but I am sure they will be coming up shortly. We also planted a couple of potato hills and we will just have to see how that goes. Now, I don’t know about the okra, 2 rows, about when it will be coming up, but I can already taste the fried okra, and boil okra, yeah, and some gumbo and a couple of pods thrown into some black eyed peas. You know, being retired, you become an expert in growing stuff…..Well, you see, in becoming an expert one has to experience a few failed crops before he gets them right. Let me see, it I can hang around and continue planting every year, about 2020 and I think I will be there,…. ok, maybe 2025….Son, I don’t think I said Thank You…So thank you and I love you partner….