We had our first snowfall yesterday. It was a mere dusting, but a clear death knell for our lovely Autumn. It certainly was a far cry from the days of "The Great Tomato Wars of August".
Back then, I wrote about The Husband's tomato plants and the critters that were munching on the fruit. In spite of the caterpillars and ground squirrels, many of the tomatoes survived. The Husband continues to enjoy the bounty of his labors. While I can no longer eat tomatoes, I have enjoyed watching him reap the rewards of his labor. I am not certain he will put in the effort again next year; but, he certainly feels that it was worth fighting off the marauding enemies this year. My pleasure is doubled by the sight of the last of the red beauties still decorating the kitchen island.
Well, if he loves tomatoes, I'm sure that the struggle will be worth it. Personally, I am certainly a fan of tomatoes. I love to just slice them, add a bit of salt, and chow down! Those make a lovely addition to the atmosphere of your kitchen. :)
ReplyDeletePaul—I will not make any predictions. Especially since there are a couple of places just ouside BVS where he can buy fresh produce at very reasonable prices. We will see how industrious he feels next year. He often has a tomato snack, but I am afraid he goes all out and adds mayo. Makes my mouth water just thinking about them.
ReplyDeleteI also love tomatoes but we don't have a long enough growing season to ripen but a couple small ones before the mold of cooling September nights set in. Tell the husband to eat and enjoy!
ReplyDeleteSteve—Wow! That is a short growing season you have. This tidbit of news will remind him how lucky he is. Thnks.
ReplyDeleteI love tomatoes but I don't have your husbands stamina in dealing with the army of critters I have to fight off when I tried growing them. But they do make great subjects for photos!
ReplyDeleteKen—He did put in some time and still lost a great number of tomatoes. I wish I had started experimenting with photographing them earlier. Nothing like waiting until the final hour to wake up.
ReplyDeleteI love tomatoes also! Nothing like picking them off the stem and squirting juice everywhere.
ReplyDeleteMonte—I miss fresh tomatoes something fierce. Don't miss tomato sauce nearly as much. They can make a wonderful mess, can't they?
ReplyDeleteI don't like tomatoes, but our garden is full of them for my wife, and lots of different peppers that I prefer. Although I am not much of a gardener, just the manual labor in tending :-) , I can related to your comments about satisfaction in growing your own food. Amazing what the Earth can produce for us.
ReplyDeleteMark—This time I, once again, imagined you off on an adventure and it sounds as if that might have been the case. I hear you have just gotten back from Germany. Now, I can look forward to those pictures! Welcome home!
ReplyDeleteEvery time I see rich farm land covered with housing, or whatever else we think is "better" use, I cringe. Sometimes I wonder if people realize where food comes from. Maybe they think it grows in the supermarket warehouse.
I am fortunate that my husband enjoys a certain amount of puttering out there. He enjoys most anything he can do outdoors—not an indoors guy.