Only two things money can’t buy
And that’s true love and homegrown tomatoes.
The smoke still covers the mountains but enough sun has been getting through to ripen the tomatoes. The Early Girl were first followed by Brandywine and Cherokee. Each day yields about ten wonderful tasting tomatoes. The skin is thin and tender and the flesh is sweet. Store tomatoes just can’t compare.
This is the first time I’ve planted Cherokee and didn’t know they were so big. I started all the plants in March. They didn’t look so good when they were transplanted in May. They sure have turned out good. The plants are loaded with fruit. They are ripe when they are a brown purple with green shoulders.
Everything is looking good in the garden. The carrots and spuds are getting to a good size. The beets just keep on going. I cut a red cabbage for borscht tonight. Also lots of dill to spike the soup. It doesn’t get much better.
Still no sign of frost. But it could come anytime. Will have to watch the sky. Everything left in the garden can take a frost except the tomatoes. I want to cover them at night and let as many ripen outside before picking the remaining and ripening them in the basement. What’d life be without homegrown tomatoes?