A tomato jungle, I mean. I am a novice tomato grower. Sure, I've had a few tomato plants now and then, but it hasn't been any more serious than taking home my Home Depot plant labeled "cherry tomato", sticking it in a pot, and letting it go. This year I attempted to know something about what I was doing, helped along in great measure by Megan the Tomato Queen.
An unanticipated consequence of my indecisive nature is the plentitude of plant life you see here. And that's only half of it. After a trip to the wonderful Swanson's nursery in the spring, and another to the Seattle Tilth sale, I ended up with 15 plants of 14 different varieties. Planted with lots of compost and organic fertilizer (a gift from the Tomato Queen), the result is plants that are taller than I am, which are also taking over the patio and the walk next to it. I had already invested so heavily in peonies, lilacs, blueberries, strawberries, pots and planters, soil, compost, lime, bark, and now 15 tomato plants, that I couldn't bring myself to break the bank on proper, sturdy supports. The plants were so small in the spring that I figured surely I could just use bamboo stakes and twine. Uh huh. Right-o. Be assured that next season I will be springing for a dozen or so of these towers.
But oh, look at what's starting to happen out there:
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