The Tale of the Tomatoes

When we first moved in, it was a demanding race of time and energy towards renovations to make the house more liveable and planting our first crops to be ready in time for summer.

With a heap of wonderful organic tomato seeds that we had collected and prepared, Stace busily went about planting them in pots in his greenhouse.  And before we knew it we had a plethora of seedlings demanding daily watering and attention.  With Stacy in Melbourne most days, I took this on alone.  A single parent to my many tomato babies.

My mornings were filled with the careful tending of over 40 tomato plants.  Hand watering them and all of our other thirsty plants was a time-consuming labour of love.

Suddenly our Solanaceae babies were getting cramped feet as they outgrew their pots. Stace prepared a spot for them all – an enclosed veggie patch that we discovered under long grass and weeds and our new kids got a secure, new home.

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