We’re still working on our garden like crazy lately. The early warm weather means we can plant early and maybe get some early produce. Recently, we planted my very favorite, tomatoes.
I cannot put into words my love of fresh tomatoes. So juicy and refreshing and just completely amazing. When you buy a tomato at the grocery store, they’ve normally been picked up to or over a week ago, so they are actually ripening in the store. While there’s absolutely nothing WRONG with those ‘maters, they just don’t compare to walking out my front door, picking a fresh red or yellow one, and slicing it up with salt and pepper. It’s pretty much the best food you’ll ever eat, and I dare someone to tell me that they like store-bought tomatoes better than home-grown.
P picked up some plants at a local sale and we (using “we” pretty loosely here) planted them in our second raised bed. H helped.
I would have helped, too, but then who would take pictures?
P does not think that this is a great excuse, but he doesn’t even LIKE tomatoes, so I consider his opinion null and void. How he can like the disgustingness that is ketchup, but not the good stuff, I have no idea. It’s his one flaw :)
See that red plastic below? I learned something when we were planting. See, P is an Agricultural Extension Agent, which I’m pretty sure means he knows everything about plants and crops. Or at least way more than me. Apparently, some research has shown the red plastic (as opposed to the traditional black) can help tomato plants yield up to 20% more fruit. That’s 20% more tomatoes for me! We’re going to try it out and see how things go.
We already have a few blossoms, which means I will be not-so-patiently awaiting my tomatoes.
Or as H calls them, peaches.