Gardening season commences, finally!

After rain, rain, rain, rain and some more rain it was finally sunny and warm enough (for one day, so far) to get the tomato starts from Grandpa and plant them in their comfy little beds.
Gently, gently Elena removed them from their baby beds and planted them where all grown-up tomatoes need to be to spread their roots and make juicy, juicy fruits.

And, of course, there was the planting audience of Rainey "guarding" the chicks (l-r; Phantom, Black Ghost (under Phantom), Butter and Caramel).

Elena also decided to see if Whitto really will eat anything placed in front of him. I'm pretty sure the photographic evidence of a weed in his mouth is all we need to confirm that theory.