Yesterday, on the warm patio, I decided it was past time to start my tomato seeds. Adam planted the garden, as I said, and I knew I needed to get the tomatoes going, or just forget about it. He already had little starter cells, with the tray underneath, and the clear plastic dome. And we had potting soil with perlite, plenty of it. So I began!
At the end of last summer (well into the fall), I saved one of the last Brandywine tomatoes, removed the seeds, and preserved them according to some instructions I found online. Boy, do I hope it works! They looked good - dry and whole. I kept them in a white envelope all winter.