Oh, me of little faith

Tomatoes on August 7There have been plenty of moments throughout this experiment-I-call-gardening when I have thought the end was nigh. I was the one striding around in the back yard, wearing the sandwich board announcing the end of the world, assuming the worst, shaking my head at possibility.

I can’t grow stuff, I told myself. Steve and I aren’t going to be able to do this. We’re not going to produce viable vegetables and fruit off the vine. Or stalk. Or bush.

But last night, I went out in the back yard, and spent a few minutes gaping at the bounty. And I do mean gaping. Some might call me a mouth breather, but others might call me amazed.

I retreated to the kitchen for a colander, and returned to the garden for a picking session. I picked nothing but tomatoes for a long series of minutes, one hand clutching the colander while the other twisted and pulled one tomato at a time off the plants.

When I finished, I carried them up to the house, my mouth still hanging open. I grabbed the camera, knowing that I’d better get some evidence before I started turning these guys into dinner.

Tomato bounty

My upstairs neighbor, Tom, wandered by my back porch with his dog, Harry, while I was in the process of photographing the colander of tomatoes.
“Hi, Genie,” he said. Then he cocked his head just slightly. “Are you photographing food?”

“Oh, yes,” I said. “Absolutely.”

“Hmm,” he said. “Well, good night, Genie.” He wandered around the corner, still shaking his head ever so subtly.

I decided not to tell him that, these days, I photograph everything. First of all, I decided that, under the ripening circumstances, it was time to update the blog header again.

But even more importantly, if I don’t photograph rampantly, I might not remember this later, and I don’t ever want to forget this summer, these tomatoes, this shift in my relationship with the Earth.

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8 Responses to “Oh, me of little faith”


  1. 1 steven August 8, 2006 at 6:52 am

    Nice tomatoes, I’m so glad they survived the juglone onslaught.

    As for the neighbor, I spend as much time taking pictures in the garden as I do weeding so you’re not crazy. In fact, you can feel smug. YOU have tomatoes, he has nothing! Neener neener neener!

  2. 2 kalyn August 8, 2006 at 7:59 am

    Oh yes. Very nice looking tomatoes and great blog header!

  3. 3 Trey August 8, 2006 at 10:12 am

    I am glad that your first gardening experience has given you so much joy, despite the difficulties.

  4. 4 Janet August 8, 2006 at 10:34 am

    “I don’t ever want to forget this summer, these tomatoes, this shift in my relationship with the Earth.”

    Pure poetry.

  5. 5 Jeanne August 8, 2006 at 1:00 pm

    They are beautiful! Enjoy!

  6. 6 Dori August 8, 2006 at 2:44 pm

    Yeah the first ripe tomato! It’s amazing what you have done for a good ripe tomato! Oh ye of grater faith. :)

  7. 7 inadvertentgardener August 8, 2006 at 8:47 pm

    Thanks, everyone! I’m pretty excited about the tomato possibilities, and there’s even more growing. It’s getting exciting out there…


  1. 1 The Inadvertent Gardener Trackback on August 12, 2006 at 10:38 am

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