This is where I started my day – cool breeze, warm mug of coffee in hand, in my pajamas. Because my backyard is awesome.
Fall in Texas is one of my favorite times of year. Lows in the 50s, highs in the mid 70s, and lots of gorgeous days in between. One of the great parts of living here in North Texas is that when it does actually rain (you know, one of six days a year) my yard turns into a green Utopia, even in spite of how absolutely wretched I am at keeping plants alive.
That is Oscar, who is survived under my care for almost four years, next to a tomato plant planted way too late in the season and two “Summer Survivors” I was sure would kick the bucket at least a half dozen times over the last four months.
Always managing to do something wrong, I had been holding the record for the world’s largest tomato-less tomato plant – until today. Thank you, Texas October. Behold, hope:
(Aside – these are the uber-delicious “Sunny Boy” tomatoes, so they’re supposed to be yellow. Maybe not in such rough shape, but at least they made it to “adulthood”)
Yes, in Texas, you can grow tomatoes in October, because let’s face it, the weather is about the same as what most people experience as Spring.
In other horticultural news, Aaron and I visited a local garden store/pumpkin patch, then went about decorating:
(PS – If you giggled immaturely at this photo, you’re in good company.)
And our attempt to recreate the look at home: