Growing tomatoes
If only Aristotle were here to see my attempts at growing tomatoes. He would definitely think it was funny. Last year, I tried very hard to help Mum get them right. We bought tomato bags and grew our plants from seed. In retrospect that may have been where we went wrong. We would have been better to buy them as ready started plants. Anyway, we didn’t achieve very much with them, so decided this year that we wouldn’t grow tomatoes – not at all. The tomatoes had other ideas. Mum used the soil from the grow bags to plant the dahlias. Weirdly, we ended up with a mixture of tomatoes and dahlias. Mum decided to keep one of the tomato plants and has already had two tomatoes from it. There will be more, but they aren’t ready yet.
Random appearance
When we transplanted the dahlias one of the tomatoes sneaked into the pot. Outside our house are some beautiful tubs of flowers one of which also contains a very healthy tomato plant. Then there is the bed of parsnips. In the middle of the parsnips, for no reason whatsoever, a tomato plant has appeared. It’s looking very well, although that one doesn’t currently have tomatoes on it.
Next year I’m going to not try to grow carrots, to see if that makes me more successful with those too.
Countdown
Now Mum is getting better she says we need all paws on deck from next week to help get the garden straight. Later in the summer she has her birthday party in our garden and she wants everything looking nice. Apparently, that is going to mean that Pebbles will have to stop digging holes for long enough for Mum to fill them and for them to stay filled. Pebbles also needs to stop dragging the garden waste out of the compost bins and leaving it around the garden. She probably needs to stop going in the pond too, but I can’t see that happening.
Love and licks
Wilma
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