I don’t care how persistently nasty the weather is; I went out and bought my annual tomato plant today. Don’t laugh. One plant is plenty. I just need a pound of ripe tomatoes at a time to add to meals over the summer. And I always look for a bush tomato so I don’t have to stake it.
So there I was. At the nursery. In the rain. Peering at labels, taking my reading glasses off and on as the distance changed, trying to read labels. Quite a few sauce tomatoes. Lots of cherry tomatoes. Even more vining tomatoes designed to grow completely out of control. Finally I picked a Celebrity, which should grow about four feet high and bear lots of eight ounce fruit. Just one.
I believe in keeping it simple. I believe in keeping the faith. Because I believe someday the sun will shine again.