Whoo-Hoo, it's the weekend

And we're getting one pretty day--tomorrow.  So I've got the garden tractor and regardless of the fact it's a bit wet, the garden plot for the broccoli is going to be plowed.  By golly, I'm getting in the ground before neglect kills them (b/c out of sight on the side porch makes it difficult to remember to care for them), and I didn't baby those seedlings this long just to kill them.  None of my peas have come up.  I figure the seed has probably rotted by now.  Oh well, there is always a fall attempt.  Broccoli is supposed to be a tender annual, so I'm surprise my fall planting survived temps well below freezing for weeks.  Not only that, but it is starting to produce broccoli heads!  I have done nothing to bring this about but I feel brilliant, nonetheless.  I have to enjoy the moment since feeling brilliant in gardening is very, very rare.