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neverspentWhen I got to the farm last Friday, I sat out in the front yard for awhile in the evening, just in the right place to notice my dad's large potted tomato plant. Well, I say plant. It used to be a lovely bushy plant, but now it's a bare green stalk with green stems sticking out of it.
I went over to investigate and found a single fat little guy eating his heart out. He'd been voracious.
On the other hand, yesterday when I inspected my own tomato plants after two days of rain, I found a lot of green. The bases of the plants are still bare, but up top the branches have new growth. I had to tie up the branches to the balcony rails to keep them stable and unbroken.
I love how, after working with tomato plants, when you wash your hands the sink fills with iridescent green.
I went over to investigate and found a single fat little guy eating his heart out. He'd been voracious.
On the other hand, yesterday when I inspected my own tomato plants after two days of rain, I found a lot of green. The bases of the plants are still bare, but up top the branches have new growth. I had to tie up the branches to the balcony rails to keep them stable and unbroken.
I love how, after working with tomato plants, when you wash your hands the sink fills with iridescent green.