It isn't that tomatoes are the greatest thing since pockets - it is what they represent to me: Summer. I know my late father in law lived for that first 'Florida sweet corn' and ultimately the much later local harvest but, while I love that first buttery ear as much as anyone it is the tomato that owns me. Balsamic vinegar, oil, sliced mozzarella and some really red ripe beefsteak slices ...heaven. Based on the number of tomato cages I see at big box store I'm not alone in my addiction. Come on admit it! There's nothing like those garden fresh tomatoes. A few weeks ago I was in one of those gourmet supermarkets and I saw some red grape tomatoes. I bought and tasted: cardboard! We can put a man on the moon and we can't get a decent tomato in the supermarket? The purveyors of that crap should be flogged and jailed!
I started them from seeds under a grow light weeks ago, maybe too early as some are a bit leggy but it won't matter. The summer sun will cause an explosion in growth. There is a pile of bags of potting soil siting next to the green house and another pile of pots sitting under the deck. Today they will come together and some time in June I'll expect to harvest my first sungold. An orange sweet cherry that I'm just crazy about. There will be plenty of Amish paste and beefsteaks will go in the garden.
There is some trouble in paradise and it is called the zeka virus. The Mrs is apparently like truffles to mosquitos - five minutes in the garden will result in just as many bites. The little buggers will zoom around me to get to her. While I understand that it generally will result in flu like symptoms the disease is still pretty scary. Babies with small heads OMG just horrible. Even though we are decades past the baby stage I'm sure she's thinking if it can cause deformities what else can it do? So it looks like weeding is on me, at least for now.
So I'm sitting out on my deck, listening to the bits chirping away planning my day.. First I've got to harvest some lettuce. Did I ever tell you about my lettuce...
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I started them from seeds under a grow light weeks ago, maybe too early as some are a bit leggy but it won't matter. The summer sun will cause an explosion in growth. There is a pile of bags of potting soil siting next to the green house and another pile of pots sitting under the deck. Today they will come together and some time in June I'll expect to harvest my first sungold. An orange sweet cherry that I'm just crazy about. There will be plenty of Amish paste and beefsteaks will go in the garden.
There is some trouble in paradise and it is called the zeka virus. The Mrs is apparently like truffles to mosquitos - five minutes in the garden will result in just as many bites. The little buggers will zoom around me to get to her. While I understand that it generally will result in flu like symptoms the disease is still pretty scary. Babies with small heads OMG just horrible. Even though we are decades past the baby stage I'm sure she's thinking if it can cause deformities what else can it do? So it looks like weeding is on me, at least for now.
So I'm sitting out on my deck, listening to the bits chirping away planning my day.. First I've got to harvest some lettuce. Did I ever tell you about my lettuce...
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