It is apparently inevitable that blight will get my tomatoes before the end of the season. It must be on every grain of soil at Shady Hollow, for no matter where I grow tomatoes it always strikes just as they start ripening.
I noticed the signs of a blight attack earlier this week. Leaves and fruit turning black. Leaves wilting and fruit rotting on the vine. The attack is in full swing now. I'm saving what I can. Tomorrow I will probably make fried green tomatoes from what's left of the fruit.
The tomatoes are in a location where I've never grown them before. I had held out hope they would remain blight free. Next year, I will begin spraying them with anti-fungal spray when I first set them out. I'll keep you posted as to how that works. but for this year, they are gonners.
There are Fairies at the bottom of this garden.
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A place not a place: no beginning, no end.
Where the Spirits of Air do create and inspire,
And Fire Spirits dance on the edge of desire.
Where Ancients of Water cleanse body and mind,
And Earth Spirits thrive freely by leaf and by vine.
Come, sit on the porch. Rest your body and learn
Of the wonderful magic in life's every turn.
No matter your philosophies, religion, beliefs
You're most welcome here, Merry Meet, Blessed Be.
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