Tomatillo Will Crush You!

A little photo heavy!

I made some bread. It's my first challah. Hopefully it will turn out to be fantastic, and I will be able to bring it to my friend's birthday party, as requested. Like many things in my life at the moment, it's not the size I expected it to be. It's a four pound loaf, and easily the size of an actual human baby. Huge.


after baking:

There's also been some progress in the garden. My tomatoes are just going crazy, and I have lots of little peppers. If nothing else, I'll have one nice-sized Anaheim and a Purple Beauty.
And more tomatillos than I can shake a stick at. What is up with those? I bought the last tomatillo plant that Black Lake Organics had, and it was nice looking (Gary complimented it, which was a little weird, since it was his to begin with), but since it's been in the ground, it's just gone gangbusters. It's easily twice as big as the Mortgage Lifter tomato that I bought and planted at the same time. Of course, in Yakima, I saw a single tomatillo take over an entire 4x10 bed, so I guess I'm just surprised that it's doing so well here. And that I haven't killed it yet.

And some tomatoes:
Sungold
Cabernet Grape
Siletz
Yellow Pear

Most of these are in the bed right next to the house, and they're just doing so much better than the ones in the actual garden bed. I don't really know why, but I have some thoughts. Last year, K used the bed by the house, and presumably amended it some, whereas the garden beds have been out of service for three years, at least. No one can actually remember seeing them in use. So, while I think I did more for them (adding compost and some organic fertilizer), they just needed more than I realized. The Mortgage Lifter especially keeps dropping it's flowers, and none of them are really making berries. J says it needs epsom salts, so I guess I'll try that. The garden tomatoes also went into the ground later than the house ones, so that might have something to do with it. I'm going to try the epsom salts, and perhaps mulch out there. We'll see how it goes.

Later this week, more Coachella progress (I swear! It's close to done!), and real pictures of the tattoo, which is really scabby and unpleasant at the moment. Happy Independence!