Early in the morning, I found a grown tomatoes in a plastic pot. I was so happy because I have a lot of time in the garden. I thought its the son of my boss who bought it for me to replant. I asked my male boss but he was not the one bringing it.
The tomatoes are so tiny like berries. I love it!
Taking the chance to take a selfie with it.
I cannot forget this moment I replanted. The beautiful feelings with happiness and pleasure the moment I wanted to replant this, turned into a very painful wound in my finger. I saw the plastic container to avoid cutting the roots inside. I didn't want to pull it. I was worried if it will die. Its too soon if it will die because there are so many fruits on it. I replanted it so the root could have space rooting wide under the garden soil not in the plastic container.
I made a wide hole enough space for the replanting.
Seriously, I was taking care of the roots , not to be hurted. That's why I I used little chainsaw.
It was so painful, how the teeth of the knife like chainsaw slide and ticked into my finger.
Thanks God, I have moringa helped eased the flowing of thick blood. As if how big was the wound. Yes,its not a small wound only but because of the teeth of the knife, the wound was not simply plain. I was so careless and I don't talk to my boss. The blood stopped after I tied up with my scarf over the moringa.
February 18, I won't forget you. I felt the pain because of the tomatoes.
I hope it will grow and more harvest soon. I shed blood for this plant.
February 18, one of my memorable day to remembered and never forget.
I partially trimming all the plants so that in the near future it will give us more flowers and greener leaves. Watching my garden with so many kind of flowers plants, and vegetable too.
The beautiful, sublime Sunday with the wound remind me of my life in the province. This is my story of today. More blog next time for 
Have a great day!
@olivia08