If I could make one excuse for not posting at all anymore, it would be this: I started tomatoes from seed this year*. I had over 200 seedlings (by accident!) and gave away all but 35. A friend gave us some extra plants, so now we have a total of 40. It seems that between work and play, I’m alway gardening. They always need something; watering, staking, pruning and soon… picking!
*BTW, lame excuse.
Garden update:
This morning I was head down, clogs muddy, getting rained on, in the garden. It seemed the perfect time to pull weeds. It is my goal this season to pull a minimum of one weed a day. Just touch the garden, be in the garden, daily. That way, I am not overwhelmed by a garden full of fruit, vegetables and weeds.
The bonus to my rain drizzled diligence was this: On the back side of a plant, completely hidden, I saw two baby tomatoes. Sun warmed tomato salad can’t be that far off…
My neighbor gave me a tomato today - it’s that time where everyone plants are going bananas down here - and when I held it in my hand, I swear I smelled barbeque. Yes, barbeque. At first, I thought I was crazy, but then I smelled the skin: barbeque, right off the grill. His plants are close to/down wind of his Weber, so it makes total sense. But I have to admit: never in my life did I think a tomato would smell like something cookin’ on the grill.
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