
A quick rant on a reoccurring source of true disappointment…
I want to start by making something very, very clear I LOVE tomatoes.
They are by far my most favorite thing to eat. To me, nothing comes close to the delicious taste of a fresh ripened garden tomato in the summertime.
Needless to say, I was beyond excited to plant! The moment the snow melted & birds began to sing, I was out in the garden putting a few tomato plants into the ground, an amateur mistake.
They were killed by the frost.
I bought new plants, off to a good start.
I replanted. I watered, I dusted them- I watered them again.
I got excited when the first blooms appeared.
It is now August and I have yet to enjoy the sweetness of one single ‘fully ripened’ tomato. This is not for lack of tomatoes. I have one bush that is tremendous yielding a TON of tomatoes.
But as I return to my plants daily, admiring the ripening fruit, I have noticed something peculiar happening…. about every third day another tomato is found half eaten!!! Sometimes only a bite taken from its juicy center… what a waste! The squirrels & chipmunks are dining on my precious fruit!
My husband built a fence around them but they’ve dug their way through. We’ve hung vinegar soaked rags but the chipmunk’s did not seem to care. In a final effort to keep my tomatoes to my self, yesterday I doused my plant with Tabasco sauce. I decision I would quickly regret…
The Tabasco burned my skin as I furiously slung the hot sauce attempting to cover my plants and detour the hungry animals. Today I realize I’m not the only one with my skin on fire…
The leaves on my precious plant have been burned so nothing remains but a green pulp. The inferno liquid has also begun to burn through the skin on ALL of my tomatoes…. my entire crop.
And STILL I find half eaten tomatoes…