My stay in Pittsburgh was great and I was sad to go. I was sadder still on Wednesday night after having spent 13 hours in transit with a baby. Yeah you read that right. 13 hours. When I got to the airport all seemed well. No delays reported. We boarded the plane, they took my carryon because there was no room in the overhead. I figured the couple of diapers I had in my purse would last me the three hours to NH. Then 45 minutes later, we were getting off the plane again and not expected to leave for at least another 2 hours. So I re-routed. First through Laguardia, which as soon as I sat down at that gate, was delayed indefinitely, and then direct through Boston at 6:00 (my original flight was 1:30.) So I had time to kill so my mom came out and had dinner with me at the airport and entertained Makili a bit. Then that flight was delayed until 8:00. Finally we made it to Boston, and of course my luggage didn't make it. But I couldn't file the claim until all the baggage from the flight was on the carousel, which took an hour and then I had a bitchy woman do my claim, who gave me the impression that I was wasting her time. Isn't that her job? At midnight we got home. And this morning while I was at work, my luggage was left on the front porch in the rain (luckily Ann was there to find it!)
But I made it. And though you'd think I'd post a picture of my cute husband to document my return, instead I ran to document my garden. We ate salad straight from the garden last night! YES! Oh the arugula! It just keeps coming! And look at that absolutely adorable radish. It is all I can do not to pull them out of the ground to admire them!
This is the new corn bed by the way, which will also host beans and squash.
The lettuce
The radish
The beds
Sprouted beans, peas and cucumbers!
The first corn stalk, a little blurry!
