Wednesday, June 27, 2012

It's Wednesday Again: June 27

Babies in the garden - May 25, 2012

'Maters three and a half weeks later, Wednesday, June 20, 2012.
Here's everyone with their skirts up above their heads for the pictures.... five weeks after planting, on Wednesday, June 27, 2012.

Depp's Pink Firefly, the brawny young cuss.

The Depp finally has blossoms setting. If the temps go up to 100 F or more, we'll see who can take it and who shrivels in the heat. I'm betting on the Depp, the Kenny, Lusignan's Special and the Beauty girls - Livingston's and Rose.

Butler Skinner - honey, suck it up and make some fruit. We know you're pretty. Butler will be late to his own funeral - but he's a big, good-lookin' country boy no matter what, so we forgive him.

Lord ha'mercy. Greenbush Italian is splitting her skirts - and she's already got a fruit the size of a ping-pong ball that was just barely there last week.

Hartford is a little puny this year, but has a whopper of a fruit already. She needs a good feeding and a little more humidity.

Hartford's first fruit.

Holy Land is another one that's just busy making pretty green foliage and not a bit interested apparently in making tomatoes. She's loaded up with blossoms, but I think the heat is keeping her dropping the blossoms after they open. Aphids absolutely love this one - and she needs a good airing - so I didn't fold her skirt back down last week.

Holy Land blossoms. Still have no idea what this fruit is going to be like or even if I'll ever get any fruit at this rate!

The Lone Jaune Flammee. Still hanging in there.

Jaune Flammee in the front kitchen garden bed. (Look at this; somebody get out there and kill those nasty morning glories. It is a pure abomination that anyone would be able to sell Rose of Sharon, morning glories, and lantana. Just throw in some kudzu while you're at it.)

I admit it. I can't stand to compost them. Yes, I still have the remaining Jaune Flamees in the compost bucket. Stop me before we're up to our keisters in tomatoes. Oh, wait, that's the point, isn't it?

Look at him. Isn't he a purty boy? And he's got himself some flowers, too.

The Kenny: a monstrous polycarp flower right off the bat.

Livingston's Beauty, being beautiful.

Livingston's Beauty's first humongous fruit. A polycarp....you can see that this should have been three individual tomatoes.

Livingston's Beauty, being prolific.

Lusignan's Special hanging in there. Actually put on a lot of growth this week. For those of you who are fond of useless information, Lusignan is one of the places in western Europe heavily associated with Melusine, the snake-mermaid fairy. Sort of like the fox people in Japanese folk tales - cute, but spooky, and whatever you do, don't make them mad. The added folklore makes me want to hang on to this extremely endangered variety all the more...wild snake fairy tomatoes! 

Lusignan's first flowers.

Maruskin's Andes put on quite a bit of growth, but is still fooling around with those blossoms.

Maruskin's Andes flowers.

Peacevine Cherry - a large, fragile-looking, multi-branched plant. The branches are actually as tough as wire and not fragile at all. A cherry with a very open and sprawling habit. I anticipate eight to ten foot vines even in a drought year with this one.

Peacevine fruits, second set.

Polish Linguisa has also put on quite a bit of growth.

Polish Linguisa with the typical wispy-leaf foliage in tight curls.

Polish Linguisa flower cluster; the fruits are usually borne in trusses of three to seven. The fruits are oddly spaced within the truss, and without the symmetry and order of cherry tomato trusses.

Rose Beauty, being her beautiful self. I love this plant. It's another rare gem.

Rose Beauty's incredible first polycarp fruit. This fruit will probably weigh close to two pounds at peak of ripeness.

Even Rose Beauty's single fruit are large and fat. I love these - the fruit is so pretty, just like a fat creamy satin pincushion. Looking forward to that pale golden tomato bisque in late summer....

Stupice is still out in front....

Stupice's first fruit truss. These will taste for all the world like a large red beefsteak.

Stupice's first and second truss of fruit.

Verna Orange, bless her little heart.

Verna's first baby! Even though her foliage growth seems to be a little slow this year, Verna is hanging in there and putting out blossoms and fruit.
I love these crazy shoes, but I keep having to floss the clover out of my toes.

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