Pack your bag and put down roots

My yellow pear tomatoe bit it big time. I don't know what happened. I was dutifully pulling off an above average mount of yellowing branches, and it seemed like it might make a recovery, but then I went away for Yearly Meering and came back and it was nearly dead. The other tomatoes are doing ok though, and the pepper is chugging along at a slow and steady pace. The basil plants look a little shell shocked, though. If they could talk I think they would say "Shit, it's hot!"

The lavender and rosemary are so, so happy however. They're like coy little kids lounging in their pots, happy with their good drainage and periodic seaweed fertilizer.

I've been thinking a lot lately about how to garden when you're in motion, when you're not settled, and have been trying to balance a strong desire to grow more permanent things -- asparagus, black berries, a fig tree -- and a profound feeling of unsettledness, like I can almost see a new adventure on the horizon.