Ahh… There it is in all its 5 gallon bucket glory with the new tomato cage and sitting securely inside the fence of the pool.
Being in a pot, of sorts, (and, yes, I did find an attractive off white plastic pot, of the same size, in the barn… Of course, it didn’t come with a sporty handle for moving it when company comes to the pool, but I digress…) it needs to be watered daily. As it gets bigger, it may need to be watered twice a day – who really knows?!
McGuyver the Tomato Whisperer (newly moniker-ed) takes that job pretty seriously, as I found out yesterday:
Earlier in the afternoon, while lamenting the miserably cool and cloudy weather, I went out to check on plants and deadhead. Said tomato was looking dry, so, wanting good tomatoes, even if not officially “mine”, I gave it a drink.
When Tomato Whisperer got home from work , he went out to the pool to check his baby and pulled a 2 quart juice bottle from inside the pool pump room to water his trophy
wife plant. When I advised that I had already watered it, he sheepishly went to return his juice bottle – after mentioning that he DISTILLED water for it each day!!! OMG – I should get such attention!
When I returned moments later with my cellphone to snap its picture in comparison to my own, grown from seed, Better Boy, he nearly prevented the photo. And, now, as I write, the picture of my tomato is no longer in my phone… Conspiracy? I’d think so if he knew how to use my phone…