The spring-like fall has been great for our tomato plants. Stubbornly barren all summer, they sprang into action in September and have been producing fruit ever since. But with the mercury suddenly dropping and the threat of frost, the late tomato surge may be for naught. That big fat Brandywine beefsteak below may end up as a fried green tomato.
This time of year is always one of life and death in the garden, with new flowers sprouting beside dry brown leaves. I am always optimistic and believe that the growth cycle will continue endlessly, until the first frost arrives.
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This Brandywine may never ripen |
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Maybe these black cherries will turn rosy in a paper bag |
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Lonely Serrano pepper is ready to eat |
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My Red Russian kale will keep growing, even in colder weather |