So Maybe I CAN grow tomatoes.

It appears that tomatoes do not like it when I:
1) Water them.
2) Stake them up.
3) Constantly pick off the lower leaves and tediously look for worms, bugs, aphids or other critters that may chew on them.
4) Apply fertilizers and bloom-stay-on-stuff.
5) Dream about plump, red tomatoes in my salads that actually taste like tomatoes.

Because, I didn't do a darn thing to them or for them, other than plant them, and look...tomatoes.

Other years past, I worried over them like a mama hen over her chicks and nothing happened. Not even green ones I could salvage to fry up. Now, with only three plants in the ground, I have more tomatoes than I know what to do with. I've added them to salads, made BLT's, eaten them on a plate with an ever so slight dollap of mayonnaise...now I'm forced to e-mail photos to my daughter suggesting she might could get these things off my hands.

I do have a couple I will fry up soon, green ones, but other than that, they are turning quicker than I can get to them.

I'm beginning to wonder why, when I do nothing, they grow like crazy. My okra did the dame thing last year, and I never even bothered with it after a while because I just had too much. And of course, okra and tomatoes should have the same growing season, but I put the seeds in too late for okra, and the tomatoes will be gone by the time I have the two together to stew.

Maybe later this summer I'll put in beans and ignore them, too. Nothing I like better than fresh green beans!