A frequent morning ritual for me involves taking a bag of compost to our garden, which is several blocks from our house, on my drive to work. I enjoy this little task. The garden plot is inevitably empty, and I enjoy the morning solitude with the plants. It also gives me a chance to check up regularly on how things are going
This morning, as I dropped my bag of peelings and celery leaves on the growing heap, I check our plants and found to my delight that we now have real, honest to goodness tomatoes growing. There is something wonderful about seeing those small green globes gleaming in the early sunlight.
The advent of tomatoes is just as well. Although our lettuce is doing nicely and our carrots are bushing in impressive but troubling ways (we definitely need to thin them this weekend), all is not well in the Oman plot. In particular, my attempt to create an artful and rustic looking trellis for the peas to climb as proved to be an abject failure. Our peas do not climb. Rather, they entangle themselves in a hopeless snarl of pea vines in the dirt beneath the trellis. It is a bit embarrassing. We are also having major failure to thrive issues with some of our watermelon plants and our lone jalapeno pepper. It can be a bit sad when you are reduced to telling yourself, “Well at least the mint is doing well!”
Hence, the tomatoes were a particularly welcome sight today.