My cotton has blossoms! My cotton has blossoms! Yeah, so far the great northern cotton experiment is sort of working! Granted, the only plants with flowers are those in the pots on the patio - the ones in the ground are at least 6" shorter, with thinner stems. Even so, I am thrilled the experiment has succeeded as well as it has.
blossom from my largest plant
Hard to see, but the flower is edged in pink.
I have such a mess in the tomato patch, but the cukes are thriving. Beans have been turning out a wonderful crop this summer as well. Below is a shot of some of the green tomatoes I am trying to save, as well as a few other items. I am thrilled with the pineapple tomatillos - they are really delicious!
A week and the children are all back in school. This week is the major juggling feat with classes (hubby and me) and practices - Kid 1 and Kid 2, and orientations - Kid 1 and Kid 3 and getting ready for the school year with shopping yet to be done! Wish me luck!!
Am I allowed to swear in a blog? I have a few choice words rolling around in my brain to describe my feelings about the late blight that has struck nearly all my tomatoes. I planted all my home grown (from seed) tomatoes in three different places in case there was a chance of blight coming back. Ha! In case - she says! Silly girl!
The enormously prolific tomatoes in lower of the two raised beds are all dead - full to tipping with green tomatoes. I took some and wrapped them in newspaper, put them in paper bags with a strip of apple peel in order to try to table ripen them. It may be a lost cause. The next few plants were in the lower bed - just rototilled from the lawn a couple years ago - this is the one that washed out three different times this summer due to thunder storms. These are also full of fruit, and so far seemed okay, but upon inspection today do show a few spots - which means they are doomed. My last chance for home grown tomatoes is the upside down planter hanging from the hops arbor. I am not impressed with the size of the plant or the amount of fruit, but if it is the only one to survive the blight, I will suffer having silly green bags hanging on the arbor next year as well. I took no photos since it is far too depressing to share...