I planted a few tomatoes today, already started organic heirlooms. Old German, Valencia, and Better Boy. Who names these varietals anyway?
There are very few things that compare to the sheet pleasure of going barefoot in the garden, warm dirt combing through my hands, the smell of warm tomato plants around me, and the warm setting sun on my back. For added measure I planted Basil along side the tomatoes. It is probably folklore that the basil keeps the tomato plants disease free. No matter, aside from the sheer convenience of usually picking them together anyway, the smell of warm ripe tomatoes in the vine combined with Basil is divine!
The garden is doing well. I have been eating baby spinach and baby kale as they are growing in tight clumps so I’m attempting the thin by eating.