We had a storm blow through here yesterday afternoon. It was a real toad floater, but I honestly didn't think the wind was that bad. I got home too late yesterday to check the garden, but when I finally got out there this afternoon, I saw this:
My yellow pear that once stood to the top of the railing has broken its main stems and is fallen over. The now dwarfed tomato cage is still holding some of it up and I'm almost certain some of the tomatoes on the bent branches will ripen. I already assaulted it this weekend and cut off any limbs without tomatoes in an effort to corral the bugger, and it looks like more will be coming off tomorrow as well if the damage is more severe than I now think. I just love yellow pear tomatoes, but I've never in my life had a plant that produced such large ones, nor grew so tall. It's certainly the difference in having it in a SFG and in a pot.
The celebrity and heatwave plants are also giving up the goods now. There are no new blossoms to speak of and the plants are riddled with aphids and white flies that I can't get rid of to save my life, but they're doing fine for me now regardless. I'll let them play out and then plant a fall crop in their stead.
Someone saw fit to relieve the garden of two cabbage seedlings in the last three days. I can still either start new ones or direct sew them, but I'll indulge in some grumping anyway.
I'm hoping to have a larger update with pictures this weekend. Things are really all in a holding pattern until the fall crops kick up. Those sweet potatoes, however, have really decided to join the party. I keep having to wind the vines around each other. It seems to grow faster than Kudzu at this point.
The morning comes early, and the under-eye concealer is getting thicker by the day.
Sweet gardening dreams.