While I love a good old-fashioned sun-shiny day, I don’t enjoy heat stroke–which is what you’ll end up with in Florida these days, if you’re not careful. Now granted I’m not known for being real careful and I do tend toward action before planning, but even I know to stay out of this heat! If only our plants could be so wise. Or fortunate.
Look at this poor thing. Drooping, withering, begging to be let into the patio. Reminds me of my dog (though he’s not satisfied with merely being on the patio, oh no!). He wants to be in the house, on the tile, never mind he’s wet from his recent dip in the pool. 🙂
Silly boy. Sad plant. This is Ashley’s topsy-turvy experimental tomato plant and looks a lot like the tomatoes in my garden (which BTW have no blossom end rot, thank you very much). Only my compost pile tomatoes seem to be enjoying the weather.
While this fellow was having a good run there for a while, he’s no longer enjoying the ride. So like any warm-hearted gardener, she’ll take this poor baby inside and place him on a sunny corner of her porch. She’ll water him and feed him and nurse him back to health and hope he responds.
Which he will. Given the proper care and feeding he can thrive once again. It only takes effort. Why, one only has to look at her lettuce to know this woman has basketfuls of effort!
Whoever heard of lettuce growing outdoors in the heat of Florida? Not me. Mine are long since burnt, I’ve the plastic store-bought bags of lettuce to prove it. We’re fresh out of greens at my house! And carrots.
But Ashley’s harvesting those, too. Sure this little guy is a tad on the slender side, but he’s golden and gorgeous and he’ll taste just the same.
Guess there is a silver (icy and refreshing) lining to an otherwise scorching day: Gardeners can achieve success, despite the heat. Save for those leggy basil of hers.
Didn’t stand a chance really, because basil will do that to you. If you don’t diligently pinch their buds they will quickly grow legs that can outrun Twiggy!
“What? You don’t know who Twiggy is?”
Hmph. Fine. When I think of her contemporary, I’ll get back to you. Until then, enjoy your summer garden!
Or what’s left of it.
p.s. Julie’s still recovering from vacation.
I might get a package of tomato seeds to start in the next pot to poor Mr. Struggling Tomato – whether the old guy will find it encouraging or not, at least at the end of the day, there will be something new to put in the garden. Wonder if kids would even think that Twiggy was all that thin these days?