Stomping the green-eyed monster

Heading out to the garden this afternoon felt like stepping into a green house. The coming storm had already laid down the humidity and the temperature was something like 76 degrees. That should be good for our six tiny pea seedlings. And they'll need all the help they can get after the thorough stomping they received from the green-eyed monster.

When Molly's gardening exuberance inspired me to take a picture of her sitting in the garden again, Ian had had quite enough. He stomped through the peas so he could get his turn being yanked out of the garden. After a brief explanation, he offered an extremely heart-felt apology to the pea seedlings, promising that their mommy would be here soon and that he would take good care of them from now on.