Monday, July 28, 2008

In the Back 40

The little, or grape, tomatoes are doing fine, but the big ones, well, something has gotten them with a vengeance.


On a better note, barn swallows were hawking the Union St. Bridge over the Gowanus this evening.

3 comments:

knithound brooklyn said...

Yech. You must be crestfallen; I would be.

M.Thew said...

This was my first ever try at growing tomatoes on my own (not counting the family plot nor an old girlfriend who did most of the work), and I'm happy to get any at all. I'm eating grape tomatoes every other day right now. Sweet, just a touch tart, crisp. Good enough for this world.

Gerry Gomez Pearlberg said...

That tomato malady looks like blossom end rot. The lot of a tomato farmer is a hard one.