Sol 021
La manga del sector este ha aguantado otro sol. Le di un repaso esta tarde, apreté las tiras de cinta que estaban levantadas por los bordes y no sé cuánto más va a aguantar, pero ha aguantado. Llevo contando cuántos soles más le quedan y siempre llego a un número distinto. A ver. Estuve un buen rato mirando las plántulas de la bandeja vieja, comparando hojas, buscando algo que no estaba seguro de estar viendo o de no ver. Parece que van bien. O que van tirando, que no es lo mismo. Mañana le doy otra vuelta.
The east sector hose held another sol. I went over it this afternoon, pressed down the tape strips that were lifting at the edges, and I don't know how much longer it'll last, but it lasted. I keep counting how many sols it's got left and I always end up with a different number. We'll see. I spent a while looking at the seedlings in the old tray, comparing leaves, looking for something I wasn't sure I was seeing or not seeing. They seem to be doing alright. Or holding on, which isn't the same thing. Tomorrow I'll take another look.