I'm not Angry

Early in winter, I bought a small packet of Caprese tomato seeds from a supplier I found at Amazon. I planted the seeds, which in theory I would raise aquaponicly in my basement garden, referred to as the lower 40. I killed the fish so had to shift to hydroponic gardening; I just could not bear the thought of killing anything, except squirrels, but that is a story for another day, so I made the shift to a hydroponic set-up.

I started the seeds and now 50 days later, have 50 fruits ripening on the vines, not one of which even remotely resembles the distinctive size and color of the Caprese. I am curious what the tomatoes will taste like. I do not think that there will be a chance that these tomatoes will have that beautiful sweetness, without the high acidic taste of breeds popular long ago, but I’m okay. I await the ripening of the fruit with the love and concern that only that first tomato brings.

When ripe, I will pick the first tomato off the vine in the heat of the day, bite into it, squirting the hot juice over the garden and myself probably planting a volunteer at the time. It will be wonderful, and I cannot wait. Will I miss the Caprese? No, not a chance. I have used this marketing bait and switch as an opportunity to try something new. The Amazon vendor asked me to give their company a positive review, which I will wait another week before making that decision.

In the mean time I am collecting and planting new to me heirloom breeds and I am excited about the possibilities that this growing season brings.