Well, for me anyway. Oh, I see plenty of healthy looking plants in other peoples gardens, with dark green leaves and limbs heavy with fruit. But most of my plants succumbed to blight this year, probably due to my own laziness and neglect. Only a couple of them have survived and look like they will make it to the fall.
I planted too early and didn't protect the tender plants from yet another cool, wet Oregon spring. Next year, at the very least I will hood them with plastic bags over their cages to shelter them from overhead watering by the gods and splashing water and mud from the ground.
I'll still get a few tomatoes, especially Sungolds, the indomitable little candy factories. But there will be no Black Krim, no San Marzano, and no Indigo Rose. That's the one I was especially looking forward to tasting. It claims to be the darkest cherry tomato ever.
I'm less upset about this situation that I though I would be. Easy come, easy go, I guess. And there are plenty of tomatoes int he farmers markets. So next year I will put tomatoes in the ground later and do a better job of tending them. Hopefully.
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