When we came back from the trip across Virginia I looked at the Tomatoes and knew the season was done.
So sad you just want to cry.
I enjoyed every tomato I could gather this summer and I feel the need to wear a black arm band now that they are gone.
Mark pulled these out yesterday but was very careful with the two girls who had been living in the tomatoes.
They both had spun their webs and were more or less carrying them om their backs.
We have found if you make these girls happy they will show up the next year.
Well probably not the same spider but one of the offspring.
I have one last thing blooming for the butterflies and bees to enjoy and the blooms were just covered with activity.
Of course as soon as I snap a picture they all change positions.
I had my next to last day with PT today.
As I was riding the bike I notice the fine print written on the very bottom of the instruction.
It read- if you feel pain or faint stop.....
Good advice.
About those pots- they are being made, bisque fired and glazing starts Thursday.
I just can't get the energy to shoot pots when there are still bugs and flowers....
Maybe later this week.
Cheers!
M
8 comments:
How cool calling your spiders girls, I like that, beautiful photos. It was actually a little cooler here today too. If you faint - stop - that's a good one. What are those lavender flowers they are cool
thanks once again for putting together clay and blogs!
I am sad too -- don't want the tomatoes to go away. I won't eat them in the winter time. Love those spider webs.
If I faint I'm going to quit typing . . .
I grew my tomatoe from seed this year for the first time. I started them in February, and didn't get my first ripe tomatoe until August. With the change to cold weather, it feels like I only got the chance to enjoy fresh tomato sandwiches for a tiny blip in time. I am trying to convince Matt to buy me a greenhouse so I can grow tomatos all year long. Put in a good word for me, would you, Meredith? :)
We're still getting tomatoes off the vine here on the Cape, but just barely. Cool night temperatures have drastically slowed the ripening. I think we have a half dozen left in the kitchen, after eating a bunch this summer. It was a great tomato year, thanks to ... I don't actually know what it's thanks to. Last year was terrible. This year I carpeted the garden with sheep poop in the spring and the tomatoes grew wonderfully. More poop next year, maybe ...
in this case poop is good- we use to use rabbit poop years ago and the veggies and blueberries loved it.
nothing is better than a homegrown tomato. i used to grow tons before my canopy matured and now i can't grow even one plant. mom's friend left town the other day and said, go over my house and pick as many as you want because they'll go bad before we return. mom came home with a big bag and i made a huge pan of marinara last night with fresh basil and cherokee purple tomatoes. it was dreamy.
Jim---homemade sauce is the best- and with fresh basil-even better!
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