Do you recall that some time ago I planted one tomato plant and one basil plant? It was an act of faith. I believed that they would live, despite my reputation for having the blackest thumb around. Slowly and carefully, watered and semi-shaded, the plants have grown. Here are some pictures of them:
The tomato plant actually has some tomatoes on it! These are Better Boys. I couldn't find any Beefsteak tomatoes. I pinched a few flowers off initially, hoping to get larger tomatoes. We'll see how that goes.
Below is a picture of the basil plant. It is quite prolific, and I can see that I'm going to have to make some pesto from scratch to keep up with it. Meanwhile, we enjoy bruschetta (pronounced broos ketta, for those of you who do not speak Italian -- not brooshetta) slathered with Balsamic glaze -- scrumptious!
Encouraged by the intense sunlight and occasional sprinkles we have been having recently, the avocado seed that I sprouted after three months of keeping it in a glass jar with water, has grown up big and strong. I fed it with Miracle Grow when I put it outside, and it has gone from four inches to nearly two feet in the space of a month!
Last, but not least, here is the newest addition to our little garden. Hubby and I went strawberry picking at the end of May, but the strawberries were gone. Instead, there were a variety of plants, so we chose four watermelon plants and put them in the garden that will someday become a waterfall -- you remember -- the one that the dogs keep digging up. Well, all four have lived, and one even has a flower on it, so it looks like we will have a watermelon of some kind sometime this summer. Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! (Can any of you tell me where that expression comes from?)
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