It’s time to say, “Farewell,” to the tomatoes. They’ve been in the garden since March and have produces pounds of fruit. Sadly, I didn’t record anything. This season is a season set aside for learning and one thing I learned is to try to keep a garden journal. Many quarts of salsa and tomatoes have been canned to enjoy in the winter (or maybe tomorrow).
Three types of tomatoes were grown: Ace, Early Boy, and Better Boy. Ace was my favorite even though there were problems with blossom end rot. At the end of the season, there are only small, poor quality tomatoes being produced. It’s time to rip out the plants that have become home to many insects and toads and prepare the spot for fall/winter crops (cauliflower, cabbage, broccoli).
There is a great deal of satisfaction knowing that I can grow and preserve tomatoes. There is enormous satisfaction knowing that I grew the perfect tomato.
There is even satisfaction knowing that I grew the weirdest tomatoe(s).
You be the judge.