Once again I will work the clay ridden soil in the backyard of Houston. Why not? Fresh beans, a bag of lettuce and fifty peppers! The clay sticks to the hoe and the soil gets hard and cracks. Now it is wet with a night of rain and I can break it up, spread it around, add green sand and a bag of organics. Toss out the weeds, put in the seed and hope for the best. It is suppose to rain all week. Keep the ground soft and moist. Then the sun will come and be too hot. I will have to water and hoe again and protect the new seedlings if there are any at all. Visions of food make me eager and dedicated to a small plot of soil in Houston.