Spending the last few days navigating icy roads and lake effect snow in the Upper Peninsula has me thinking about tomatoes. Springtime below the bridge is coming soon. The wind is crisp but the sky is bright and blue. No buds in the yard to speak of and the grass is brown but at least it isn't covered in white. I'm not a real gardener--not like my dad. Anything that happens to survive in my patch of dirt is a bonus. I started out fairly dedicated last year but I ended up distracted by other responsibilities. Even though I neglected them terribly, my tomatoes grew in abundance.
I've heard mint and strawberries can grow for people who have less than green thumbs (like me, too). I haven't tried either yet.
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to tomato season! Our CSA gives us incredible ones.
There isn't anything better than a home grown tomato! Last year was so weird for growing things here in Illinois. We got the veggies...but late. I can't wait! I am not the person with the green thumb, however. xo
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like you are at least trying to honor your family heritage. Your dad is proud of that I am sure!
ReplyDeleteAnd I am waiting for the azealia bush right across from the entrance to my building. I'm not a gardener, just someone who appreciates.
ReplyDeleteDoesn't matter whether tomatoes grow or not, thinking of them at this time of year is delicious.
ReplyDeleteWe always had a big garden and part of my job was weeding it and tending it. Now my yard has way too much shade to grow much...and I miss it...even though I hated weeding when I was young. Fresh vegetables and fruit from your own yard seem to have a taste of their own. I hope spring decides to arrive soon for you and that your little patch has big, red tomatoes. Jackie http://familytrove.blogspot.com/
ReplyDeleteI'm just like you -- my dad is a master gardener, and I tend to just forget about plants in the midst of everything else in my life... I hope real Spring comes soon!
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