As I sit here on my patio in the early evening the sun is still high in the sky. (You would understand if you lived in the Pacific Northwest. The sun won’t set until after 9:30 tonight.) The sun feels so wonderfully warm on the right side of my face, and then the cooled by the western breeze that makes the aspen leaves flicker in the wind. OH I need to water my little garden. So I get up and water with the hose.
The garden at my house really isn’t a garden at all. Two tomato plants in pots with flowers in pots surrounding them, and that is what I call my garden. I know it’s not much to look at, at least when you compare this garden to those at the corner of SE 10th and Ellsworth, where there are multiple gardens growing next to each other.
A few years have past since I first started thinking about my garden. What would it look like, how much would I grow, and then reality set in. A big garden would be overwhelming for me and as much as I’d like to grow food I’m not sure I could handle a large garden. This year I started very small.
Two tomato plants is all there is and I’m Okay with that. One plant is a cherry tomato and the other, here’s the exciting part, is a heirloom purple tomato. I can’t wait to see what grows this year. Will the purple really be purple or a dark red that maybe looks like it could be purple if the light hit it in just the perfect angle?
Well there are only 2 cherry tomatoes that I can find, but a lot of flowers and the purple has a lot of flowers as well. So time will tell what my little garden will produce. I wonder if my tomatoes will be sweet.