Now that the PACNW has been transformed into a new blistering hot paradise, you’d think I would finally have an amazing tomato crop.
But no. I do not. Although that’s mostly my fault since I had illnesses and then back troubles and then had the project of August. Gardening slipped to a super low priority.
The plant above was purchased at the grocery store. It may not be clear but it is only about 18 inches high. It hasn’t grown even a tiny bit. I planted them right when we had that 10 day streak of 90+ temperatures and my plants freaked out.
I bet that single tomato is all I get.
The above is the second plant I got at the grocery store. This one produced a surprise red tomato that I happily picked and then noticed it was completely rotten on the bottom. I thought the grocery store ones were bred so that any doofus with some dirt in her yard could successfully grow tomatoes.
I am either mistaken or worse than a doofus.
This is a volunteer. Sprouted up of its own free will. It has produced two so far and you can see two more on there.
Colleague is going to Hawaii tomorrow. He said he was yanking his plants and composting everything. I said, bring me what you have.
That is 11 pounds of tomatoes. He was going to compost 11 pounds of tomatoes.
I showed those to a lady in the elevator on the way home and she was jealous. I was afraid she might knock me down and steal them for herself.
Tomato processing this weekend.