My husband Mark has planted a vegetable garden ever since the early days of our marriage. We had a very large rectangular garden at the back of our first yard. He built some boxes and grew vegetables in raised beds at our second and third homes. When we moved here about eighteen months ago, there weren’t very many good sunny locations for him to plant a vegetable garden. But we cut down a couple of honeysuckle and two dreadfully overgrown lilac bushes below our deck and Mark carved out a manageable little garden.
It’s kind of nice because he has a built-in trellis from the deck structure. In the early spring Mark planted lettuce, spinach, peas, and snow peas. I’m not sure how all these vegetables tasted because Mark wasn’t able to harvest any. I suspect they were quite good because the little creatures in the garden appeared to enjoy them based on the way they ravaged the plants.
When the early plants were done, Mark planted tomatoes and peppers. If you look closely you can see a tomato or two at the top of the plant. Mark says eventually the plant gets tall enough that the little critters can’t reach the vegetables. He may be able to get a tomato or two yet. He believes he will also be able to harvest some peppers.
Mark also planted little yellow “cherry” tomatoes, which is likely not the name. But they’re small little tomatoes of the yellow variety. For some unknown reason, the critters have left these alone.
Mark knew his plants were at risk because of the surrounding woods and the wildlife here. So he outwitted the creatures and planted two large pots with tomato plants on our deck. As our house sits on a hill, this deck is a story off the ground. The deck starts at ground level on the side of our house, and a walkway leads around the side to the back where the deck opens up into this space. At the far end is an enclosed screen porch. It would take some kind of gutsy animal to walk all the way around our house on this deck to get to those plants.
Monday I went out and photographed all those beautiful, luscious tomatoes.
Oh no. Thursday when Mark went out to check on his tomatoes, this is what he found. Somebody had a little tomato banquet, and it wasn’t us.