If it doesn’t frost, I’ll be picking tomatoes on Christmas day. All my gardening friends have been eating and enjoying their tomatoes throughout the summer and many have pulled up their now withering vines.
Not me. My tomatoes are just starting to come in. I have cherry tomatoes, Roma tomatoes, Better Boys and grape tomatoes gushing forth. Some, I don’t remember planting, but in the next few weeks, we’ll be picking a variety of tomatoes on a daily basis.
I have no idea why my tomatoes came on so late. I planted them on time, right after the frost warning date, but they just sat there and sulked. I suppose it was the late cold snap and the hot dry summer we had. I would have figured those two conditions would have killed the vines, but they didn’t. All my vines are healthy, with no withering, and the tomatoes starting to ripen are in excellent shape – no blotches or disease.
I don’t mind that the tomatoes are late. I’m happy to get what I can, but it surely has been a strange growing season for backyard gardeners.