Friday, September 11, 2020
Tuesday, August 25, 2020
I prefer the British slang veg over the American veggie. But then, I’m not one to shorten words much anyway. You’ll often hear me refer to telephones, automobiles, gasoline, and brassieres. I don’t think I’ve ever spoken the word fridge.
Last year we constructed two small raised beds to grow vegetables. They make an appearance in this summer’s first episode of manic expression.
One is dedicated to tomatoes. We got a variety of heirloom cherry tomatoes.
As well as a more conventional cherry tomato variety.
For something different we got some Polish Linguisa. They vary in shape from something like a Roma...
As backup we got a couple Early Girls and a Big Boy, but oddly they’ve been the least productive.
Some pesky mammal opened up this Big Boy for dining.
We had to keep a sharp eye to stay ahead of the furry population. Someone just cut this green Early Girl off the vine. I found it before they started into it.
With all these fresh tomatoes, we thought we’d need a good bit of basil.
For the first time this year we tried Sorrano peppers.
I thought the habaneros were quite behind, just beginning to produce flowers.
- There are lots of things to do with a tripod rather than standing on it’s legs. It can be leaned against the side of the raised bed at variable angles and partially supported by a tomato cage. You can also just lay the camera on the ground. Right, Justin?
- I wrote a bit ago about “discovering my negatives.” That goes double when the camera is in a place you could never get your head to see what it looks like. Very pinholey though.
- I try to avoid it, but about a quarter of these are pretty severely cropped. Can you tell which ones?