Transplanting time again

What a beautiful day to transplant seedlings! Warm, and then cloudy, with just a little rain. The whole gang got into it.

Here's Maryel carrying trays of beets (yes, beets -- not usually a candidate for transplanting, but we are giving it a shot) into the hoophouse, and carrying Waverly to boot!

There was some weird temperature/humidity thing in the hoophouse this morning that made the lens of the camera fog up. Who needs special effects when you live on a naturally tripped out farm?

We also apparently have either a very laid back baby, or a naturally farmy baby. Later in the day Maryellen and I wanted to transplant salad turnips into a row out in the field (as opposed to in the hoophouse), but we weren't sure what to do with Wavo. The backpack is not so great for her if you are bent over. So we took her car seat out of the car, and we plopped it down in the field. We put her in her the seat, and gave her one of her little baby books. Well, she thought that was great. For about 40 minutes, she sat and read her book like she was flipping through a magazine at the beach, and she occasionally looked up to see how far down the row we were, or was occasionally distracted by a crow or a robin or something. Unbelieveable!