You can bury a lot of troubles digging in the dirt. ~Author Unknown
As time goes on, I’m learning something about my mama.
She’s got a Green Thumb.
In case you don’t know, this is a tomato plant — specifically, a Roma Tomato.
See the babies hanging all over it??
I remember when Mama brought this thing home.
It was a skinny stick about six inches tall with a few bedraggled leaves.
I didn’t think it would hang around long. I figured it would die, and Mama would turn her attention to something more important.
Or that novel she’s supposed to be marketing.
No such luck.
Mama cleaned a huge pot and filled it with something called Miracle Grow, placing the tiny stick in the middle.
Optimistic, I thought, as I watched the proceedings.
Then she fertilized it with Epsom salt (her aunt swears by it) and water.
Every day she goes outside to take a look at it, pick off “suckers,” check the stakes, and talk nice to it.
Like that’s going to help.
But it must have because here we are several weeks later, and this monster is sharing my patio.
Now Mama does just fine with flowers and such, but this is the first tomato she’s attempted. She’s hopeful the babies will ripen and who knows? They probably will.
Must be beginner’s luck.