Well it is a tomato, but it's a squash-sized tomato doing its best to *look* like a pumpkin.
In this video momma duck takes the kids to snack on a few tomatoes tossed to them. But when poor momma tries to eat, ol' lucky number 13 shows up with a different plan.
One of the pleasant surprises of the season are these Costaluto Italian heirloom tomatoes. They bear big, meaty fruit (8 - 22 ounces) in clusters of six. The plants definitely need heavy duty support because they produce 20 - 30 pounds of fruit per plant. The flavor is outstanding.
We're trying to not let any of the garden produce go to waste this year (much to the chicken's disappointment), so we've been canning, drying, pickling and preserving everything possible.
When my lovely Mrs told me she was feeling saucy and left the room, "tomato" wasn't the first thing I thought of. (Married 30 years, still an optimist.) The fresh tomato sauce was good though. Here she is returning from the garden with her basket of roma, brandywine, carbon, and pink stuffers.
The tomatoes are starting to ripen. In the photo, clockwise from top left, it's Carbon, Brandywine and Roma. Lots of saucing and canning is in our future.
Whatever kind of tomato this is, it's not a yellow pear like the note I wrote myself said (drinking and gardening is harder than it looks). I must have crossbred something. Anyone have an idea who the parents of these lobey tomatoes might be?
It's official. I've completely lost control of the keyhole garden.
This is my weekend. Transplanting tomatoes, broccoli, cauliflower, peppers and onions from the greenhouse out into the vegetable garden. My goal this year, first fresh tomatoes on the block!
It's five weeks until spring and a mere days until our last overnight frost. Unlike many a previous year, the greenhouse seedlings are off to a great start. Today we'll be dividing and re-potting into larger containers so everybody will have strong roots when we finally transplant into the vegetable garden in a few weeks.