It's a doubleheader weekend -- two birthdays (Megan is SIXTEEN and G'dad is NINETY-EIGHT) and two baseball games. I've only been able to transplant/repot eighteen Biggie Chili plants so far, and I think that I may have killed a few of those when I amputated most of the root structure lifting them from the trays. I'll know in a few days, I suppose. I think I'll wait to move anything else until it has several pairs of true leaves on it; that was my plan originally. I think I've got somewhat more than a hundred plants already in pots.

I'll hook the tiller up on the big tractor the next time we have a few warm days in a row and get the garden busted up. If I don't, there's no way the potatoes, chard, radishes, and sugar snap peas will stand a chance of getting in the ground before March is over and done. I'll try to post pictures tomorrow; I'm making progress, but it's hard to take pictures while working, and I'll opt for the working every time...