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TAGS: garden envy, passive aggressive, Prunella, tomatoes
Even as she knew she was acting contrary to the advice of professionals, and was probably screwing them up for life, Prunella could not resist pointing out to her tomato plants how much bigger and more successful the neighbors’ tomatoes were, and couldn’t they try to be a little more like them?
July 3, 2009 at 3:06 PM ::
Hah. Just wait until the neighbor is suffering through his insipid Eary Girls and Big Boys and you’re blissing out on Tigerellas and Brandywines and and and.
'mouse on 07/03/09 at 03:24 PM ::
Oh, I’m hoping. We had to plant the tomatoes before we had stakes for them, because they were starting to eclipse their window pots. We’ve started staking them, but the last one Lloyd staked was droopy and miserable at the end of the day. (We think he might have hit one of the bigger roots.) It’s looking better now, but it’s not its old self yet. It’s one of the two plants that have actually started fruiting, so I’m babying it like crazy.
bakerina on 07/03/09 at 04:14 PM ::
Droopy, miserable, inspid and passive-agressive…
I need to start up a garden, just for the sake of better Scrine fodder.
boot on 07/03/09 at 04:40 PM ::
Yous guys really are like first-time parents, looking at their baby’s poop and calling the doctor for 102-degree fevers.
I’m sure I told you the story of the 2x4 and the tomatos. Take a belt to the little bastards. Feed ‘em chickshit and lots of water and sunshine and shortly you’ll have ‘maters.
I really want to see what these stakes and plant-society-approved trellis-or-whatever look like. I’ve found that heavy-duty tomato cages do just fine and in a pinch the cheapo little ones are okay too.
Remember, stress = strong plants just like eating dirt and exposure to farm animals and corporal punishment makes kids healthier. /end grumpy old man/
P.S. Who needs passive-aggressive when aggressive-aggressive will do?
'mouse on 07/03/09 at 05:20 PM ::
Wow. You give good grumpy old man. ;)
The stakes in question are nothing more than a series of 1x2’s, about 8 feet long that Lloyd picked up at Home Depot. He drills a few holes in ‘em and sticks ‘em in the ground about two feet deep. He then ties up the plants with gardening twine and threads the twine through the holes. Easy peasy, supportive, and dead rustic, too.
The chickshit treatment was applied to the garden before we planted. The water and sunlight, we take care of every day. And, of course, I am assiduous about yanking off big leaves that would divert nutrients to the blossoms (and small leaves that would get in the blossoms’ way). So I guess my modus is less Helicopter Parent and more Clean, Efficient Mitteleuropean Engineering. ;)
bakerina on 07/03/09 at 05:54 PM ::
I don’t even have real plants. I just play the Farm Town application in Facebook. Granted it’s not as fun to talk to virtual plants.
Ontario Emperor on 07/04/09 at 12:10 AM ::
Yanking off? I’ve never found that necessary in the garden.
Keith on 07/04/09 at 01:35 PM ::
I plant tomato plants. Then, later I show up whenever the big round smooth things on them turn from green to white-ish to yellowish to red-orange tomato-color. That’s when I pick them. Sure, the technique’s not much in the way of advice, but it works pretty well out here. Oh, and keep the dog from trampling them, that’s always good. Mmmmmm… tomatoes.
ecklektik on 07/04/09 at 11:56 PM ::