I’ve been distracted lately.
Wouldn’t you be, too?
In spite of the…”help”…provided by the cat crew pictured above, I have managed to help out with a couple late-season tasks on the farm. Mostly tomato-related. Here is what the two main rows of cherry tomatoes looked like by the time I left the farm today. Boy…there is nothing like wrestling with vines of rotten, freeze-damaged tomatoes.
A short while ago, they were lush and verdant:
Unfortunately I have no intermediary photos to show just how unruly the vines became in the last month (and how this seemed to render unnecessary all the time I spent trying to tie them to the fence). I picked tomatoes for the last time a week ago today, before we got a massive freeze that killed the rest of them off. Now it is simply a matter of sorting through what’s left of the tomatoes as they ripen. The end of an era! I have chronicled this to annoying detail elsewhere, I’m sure, but I will mention again that my life the last month and a half seems to have consisted largely of picking, cleaning, and sorting tomatoes. While I have had just about enough of tomatoes this year, it is almost a little bittersweet. But I shall try to persevere.