Because - PEOPLE - the tomatoes are all blooming.
|I'm actually blooming a lot more than this because this picture is a week old.|
|I might actually be a different angle of the same tomato but since this photo was taken a week ago, there's no good way to tell.|
I have four tomato plants this year: 2 Better Boys, 1 Brandy-last year I was a happy mistake-wine and 1 Sun Sugar cherry tomato, even though cherry tomatoes are usually not my thing but OH do these make a good pan sauce for green beans.
Oh, and hey, the beans are on the poles, just like the good little whores they are.
|Yeah, these aren't on the poles yet because this was a week ago when I took this. You know.|
Look. I love blue cheese dressing and I do not even care if it covers all my homegrown lettuce (Lollo Bionda and Merveille des Quatre Saisons) because all of that makes it into my belly so I get some nutrition from the lettuce somehow and YUM I get to basically drink blue cheese dressing. Yes, the lettuce is just a vehicle to get the dressing into my mouth and no, I don't care what kind of piglet that makes me.
Though, note: not taking suggestions.
|We're scared of cheese of any color now.|
|We're too small to know any better.|
On a non-salad dressing note, the Slo-Bolt cilantro is slowly bolting.
|The fact that it's not a blur of growing activity in this photo proves its "Slo-Bolt"iness.|
And can I just say that I don't understand why they can't just call it SloW Bolt rather than Slo. What do we, as Americans, have against the proper spelling of normal words. It's not like Bob Slo bio engineered this cilantro to bolt slower and therefore got to lend his namesake to the seeds. And it's not even a cocktail appropriate Sloe, like in my beloved Sloe Gin Fizzes like the one I had after the race on Saturday (with Race Fries and bacon, don't you worry) so that we could come up with some spicy cocktail drink with it.
No. It's just dumb.
A dumb thing that annoys me just like when people decide to name a restaurant Kountry Kitchen because that somehow sounds more cozy and like a place you can get good waffles than Country Kitchen. OR it sounds like a breakfast place run by the Klan.
Whatever, the grapes are up.
|"Up" in the sense that they're growing.|
|They'll be officially "Up" when they're on the cable. I'll think of an inappropriate way to explain that situation later.|
Plants can be shy! Don't you mock me. I hear you out there. Jerks.
|Wouldn't YOU be shy around this ambitious lime tree? Yes. It's cocktail making power is intimidating.|
|I WILL BE LIMONCELLO. BOW TO ME.|
|We're small but mighty.|
BUT - if you're following my Twitter bullshit, you know that Team Cucumbers has a leg up on the lagging Team Melons.
|And, again, this is a week old, so now there are FOUR cucumber seedlings and ZERO melon ones. Watch out boob fruit!|
Now the only thing I think I have left to tell you, garden-wise, is that I've already added the first harvest to this year's Finny's Garden Tracker so get your eyeballs over there to check it out. And, if you see it and get all, "OH! I should totally do that, too. Too bad I hate making spreadsheets and how come no one just makes them FOR ME WOE IS ME." - here. (Just make yourself a copy and go nuts.)
OK - more soon, with less craptastic photos.