Garden

When I first posted about our garden, it was orderly and the tomatoes and beans sat petitely in our postage stamp plot. After Phish, we returned to an unruly, yet impressive, garden. Three of our tomato plants exploded. Two stand nearly five feet with a third that isn't far behind. We never, in our wildest dreams, expected the plants to skyrocket. As a reminder, we cleared the area of vines and ivy, turned the soil, and spread enriched compost that was then worked into the soil.

Our cilantro never amounted to much. Possibly the direct sun killed its chances. The basil and parsley took well, and our beans grew to our expectations and taste even better. Our heirlooms are our pride and joy, even though the best they've shown are a few green fruits. Where we planted three tomato plants (two cherokee purples and one black from tula), the pre-existing soil smelled funny and looked slightly ashen, causing us to express some doubts about its quality. To our surprise, that area has, by far, produced the most growth. One of our brandywines was pummeled by hail and the other is tall but with few flowers. The jury's still out on green from zebra. We used a poor cage and the plant bent despite our efforts to straighten its tines.

So here are a few pictures of our unruly garden. There's no easy way to take photos due to its size and the tomatoes' sprawl.