Oh, Mother

As I have written, I spent endless hours this winter/spring growing many different heirloom vegetables from seeds. With the artificial lights, potting soil, dealing with mold (this setup was in the basement), and fly infestations...it was truly the only proof needed if unsure of my dedication to food.

In the end, I have mixed feelings about all of my work being that the weather in the northeast this growing season has been absolutely abysmal. The heirloom tomatoes produced vast amounts in the early half of July, but little else. The yellow grape tomatoes were endless in the beginning, then abruptly ceased int eh cool, drenched climate of most of the summer. Similarly, the "green zebras," "red brandywine" beamed with potential, but the fruits became hanging sacks of moldy water before harvest was even an option.

I must qualify, however, that I currently have about 10 lbs on vines, more than sure that they will be edible in a couple of days. At the same time, my neighbor (who I am not fond of anyway) has cleared his whole garden of all tomato plants...victimized by Mother Nature's atypical fury this season. I will be eating grilled cheese with tomato, salads sprinkled with red, and awesome pasta sauces.

Be jealous Mr. Neighbor.