A few days before I left for California, two of my coworkers had occasion to be at my house and, therefore, in the garden. Before I had even noticed it, one of them pointed this out to me:
Tomato blossom. In place. Just days after planting.
And then, this morning, when I went out to water for the first time since I got back, I saw this:
This might be — MIGHT BE — better than the ocean. Might be.