The squash hugelkultur is cooking along. I refuse to water it, because, I mean, it's squash! You don't plant squash, you wait for the squirrels to bury seeds for you or for it to come popping out of the compost, (thereby telling you that your compost isn't getting hot enough...), but in no way do you coddle it. Same with tomatoes; I didn't plant any tomatoes this year. And then, when I suddenly had 150 volunteer tomato plants, I remembered throwing a tomato plant on the garden last year. I see that I will have cherry tomatoes, probably later than everyone else because they planted themselves from seed, but as it required no work on my part (except for a gigantic amount of thinning), I'll take it. They're very conveniently coming up in the peas, so when I slash the peas down in a few weeks maybe the tomatoes will really get going.
I suppose I am coddling my squash a little bit, because I filled in the brick mulch I started, but that's it. Time to go out and do some heavy gardening, which in a mulched garden means: eating peas.