That’s what Jamie said when I told her about my list. Well, guess what?! You can plant and nuture them, and that’s the plan. I’m so excited!
A couple of Sundays ago, Steve and I went to a local nursery to buy the flowers for our window boxes. Our tradition had always been to get them for Mother’s Day — which in Upstate New York (lower upstate, for those of you in the North Country between Watertown and Plattsburg, Central and Western New York for the locals, and somewhere in God’s country for the people in The City) is soon enough to have a large selection, since the danger of frost extends until Memorial Day in that part of the world. Finally, after 13 years here, we have learned that you have to buy your flowers before the Apple Blossom Festival the first weekend in May. While we were getting the flowers (pink impatiens for the windows this year and cascading petunias for the front porch), we also picked up some tomato plants.
On Mother’s Day, while it was snowing in Syracuse, I reluctantly joined Steve in the backyard to plant the tomatoes. You may recall that he is the family gardener, and I certainly don’t want to usurp his position! But growing enough tomatoes for a whole year is on my list, and Steve thought I might want to get my hands dirty in this project. He was wrong, but I couldn’t find a way to gracefully refuse to help. I found some garden gloves that Laura won in a bingo game this winter, and set out to pull out prickly weed.
A word about being prickly. It really is a good defense, but it doesn’t make you very likable. Just a little lesson from the garden.
We worked together, side-by-side in the garden. I don’t think we’ve done that for years and years. It was really fun, just talking, deciding where to put the tomato plants, each of us just doing our own job….just like when we worked together in admissions! I had almost forgotten that Steve is my all-time-favorite-ever-co-worker. We planted one Sweet 100 cherry tomato plant, three Early Girls, six Romas, and two heirloom varities, Cherokee purple and Mr. Stripey. I watered them when I got home last night. It rained all day today. I hope they are getting acclimated to their new surroundings.
So, I am hopeful about the future harvest and really glad to have the chance to nuture homegrown love and tomatoes in our backyard garden!