My tomatoes were growing splendidly as of Saturday. 18" high plants, really nice! Sunday I found all of them looking like this:
Stinkin' deer! My dentist Kevin is going to come snag a few in season, or that's the plan. I think that's a better option than the suggestion of my dearly beloved, which is that I should garden with an AK-47 to thin the herd. I think people might notice, don't you?
But my cantaloupes are doing well, as are the zucchini and summer squash. But I really wanted tomatoes!
Does this fabric look like camoflage to you? It was part of my green fabric sewing spree (which immediately followed my red sewing era), and Ryan and Cass thought it did. Jeff wasn't sure, until he took a picture of me next to a poplar tree. Can you see me now?
How about now? Good.
Move over, Verizon. We're rewriting your commercials.