Photo Journal: Tomatoes

Posted by on 30th Dec 2020

The leaves have fallen off the trees; Britain (and Korea) are now in the deep midwinter; our tomato plants are long gone. Tomatoes, however, are probably grown around the year in Chile, if you consider what Neruda said:

In December,
the tomato
the kitchen,
it enters at lunchtime,
its ease
on countertops,
among glasses,
butter dishes,
blue saltcellars.

Our tomato plants were by November already composted. The gro bag is now empty; green branches no longer run riot up the fence. We had a big harvest from two small plants. The tomatoes were plump and juicy and ranged in colour from deep red to bright green. We ate the red ones in ham and pickle sandwiches; we roasted the rest and ate them with couscous.

Our runner beans sadly faired less well and were destroyed by slugs. I don’t see this as a failure though--it taught Dora about pests in a sense other than that used in PJ Masks.

Watching the tomatoes grow over the summer and harvesting them in the autumn was a fun activity and something we’ll do next year.