Good morning, Everyone.  We are drying out after heavy rains last night.  Our streets looked like little rivers for a while.  I will let everything dry out for a couple of days before I continue with the garden work.  I will say we needed the rain and, thankfully, we didn't get the tornados that rumbled through downstate.  Once the sun is up I will check everything outside.

Good to see you again, Kay.  Glad you enjoyed the weather.  Wish I could take credit for it.  You know I agree with you about our political troglodytes.  Unfortunately, they have way too much power and the will to do me damage.  The garden is going well.  I have to restrain myself and not try to do too much all at once.  After all, it is still just the end of March.  Too many of my plants would not survive if I put them outside now.  Read tomatoes and peppers.  I am glad to see the spinach, radishes, and lettuce are all doing well in the greenhouse.

Well, the MF Global mess gets murkier and dirtier.  I hope criminal charges are filed but, somehow, I doubt they well be and, if they are, I doubt any substantive penalties will be levied.

One of my favorite 'Celtic' tunes is Leaving St. Kilda.  It is a lilting, haunting melody.  A few years ago I found out that the song referenced a real event: the evacuation of the 36 residents in 1930.  Here is an interesting account from a man who what five years old at the time.  Interesting account of both the hard life of the residents, the difficult decision to leave, and how the transplanted people fared after.

All I can say about this is 'It's about damn time.'  I wish I was sure the FDA would act quickly but they have been aware of drug-resistant microbes arising from the non-theraputic use of antibiotics in livestock since 1977 and have done little or nothing.  And I am sure the livestock industry will somehow fight any regulations the FDA tries to impose.