This has been one of the craziest weather years I can remember. So many days with 30 degree shifts and a long cold foggy summer. These tomatoes were planted at the right time, but they just did not like that summer. I have stubbornly held off from razing the vines as long as I’m still picking tomatoes, but they’re gonna go soon. continue reading »
It’s been pretty miserable in San Francisco this summer. I haven’t seen the sun for more than an hour a day for almost a month, but I think things are starting to look up. It’s amazing how much it affects my mood. Sometime last week, I thought I’d brighten things up by getting some ladybugs to munch on the aphids.
Aargh! I went outside yesterday and found two partially ripe low-growing tomatoes that had been mostly eaten. It felt so bad, after all that work, that I just threw them in the compost; out of sight, out of mind. Then this morning, I went out to check again, and, sure enough, there was more damage. This is one of the worst feelings, to nurture a plant through its lifespan, and then see it destroyed right before it becomes good eating. So discouraging. continue reading »