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The patio tomato in a big terra pot has been quietly at work. And there, at 7 am this morning, on a quick drive-by watering, a malted-milk-ball-sized baby green tomato looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back.
Yay! I love tomatoes! I was so excited the other day when I was at Good Times that they now have FDA approved tomatoes…it made my sandwich all the more delicious:)
Woo-hoo!I’ve only had my tomato plants in the ground for 1 week and I think they have doubled in size. A man in Herberger’s said to fertilize with Alaska fish emulsion and my plants would be the biggest ever. I think it is working. It smelled, well, like dead fish. Hope it doesn’t add flavor to the soil. That would be completely disgusting.
If your tomato smiled at you it was probably because it thought you looked delicious.
And so it begins…
The march of the bountiful harvest!!!
No worries on our backyard matoes…
I saw a yellow blossom. But we haven’t had enough rain. And I’m a bad water-er. But I have 4 plants in the ground (clay and rock) that I’m very proud of. As for dreaded diseases carried by a couple sad tomatoes…I choose to not live in fear, but to rebuke the enemy and fry the bacon!
Ohhh~ how CUTE! Tomatoes only smile at loving gardeners. (Unless Bryan is right!) That was so beautiful! Like a quote that should be made famous for posterity…
[...] wrote about the first tomato of the season, see here. The very next day, I decided to rotate the pot a bit and it turns out there are 5 tomatoes and [...]
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