Tomaytoe....Tomatoe....

 

Since our renovations, I have had a total complete and all-out war to get my veggie garden back on track. It would seem that my garden took umbrage to the fact that we did not give it tender, gentle, loving care. During the renovations we were in and out, there was rubble everywhere. We also could not spray for nunu’s, the creepy crawly type that seemed to invade our, entire garden.

The garden became over grown. Everything took a beating, even with all the rain, the endless pouring rain, the garden seemed to think that we had abandoned it. Left it to fend for itself……..  

No matter what I did, organic fertilizer, spraying of garlic and chili for the insects. New sweet little seedlings, tomatoes, beans, spinach even the most hardy of things… onion and potato’s –NOTHING, not even one little pea.  I even resorted to chatting away to it, in soothing loving tones, begging, pleading, shouting, more pleading…….even a song or two (and that to be honest could make weeds cry!)

The very sad day came when I decided to tell LSO that I had to give up, I simply could not anymore…. Come with me he said…… Look at this he said…… I think we need to start a new garden he said……. There quietly growing in my compost heap was two brave little tomato plants….. Valiantly growing. Looking healthy and happy. My heart was so very happy!

I decided to let him replant it, after all I was not having too much luck with planting anything! I could not risk killing the only living vegetable in my garden. LSO planted it along our drive way in the full sun against a wall. It was left to hopefully flourish.

 

 

 

And FLOURISH it did. Within a few days it was reaching for the sky…… it grew and grew, it was like the plant in Jack and the beanstalk. Before long it was up the gutter I kid you not. Then perfectly pretty little yellow flowers began to make their appearance. LSO nurtured it, sprayed it, not with my ‘’rubbish organic stuff’ he went and bought some serious stuff, but whatever he was doing was working. Sweet plump little tomatoes were making there very welcome appearance. He was happy with himself. Very happy!

 

 

Soon I was picking ripe red juicy sun ripened little tomatoes’.  Loads of them, lots of them, more than we could keep up with….. So they went into everything. We made tomato everything…. Salads, pasta, pizza and roasted tomato, you name it…….it was tomato.  But boy were we enjoying the fact that we were growing our own vegetables again.  

 

 

 

 

 

Soon I was looking for a new and improved place to grow veggies. I decided on a potted veggie garden. It is working really well. It is in the full sun, and everything is flourishing.  I am once again an ‘urban farmer’…. As for the tomato plant, it is the gift that keeps giving. Tonight dinner is egg on toast with , yes you guessed it, yummy little fried tomatoes……..xxxx