Tomato season starts early, long before most are even dreaming a ripe juicy slice. In the cold and short months of January and February, the little plants grow in the greenhouse, tucked away from the cold snaps and harsh winds. It gives one hope though, when they open the door into the greenhouse.
It’s snowy, and so quiet. But inside the heater kicks on and the grow lights pop on as needed.
On balmier and dry days, is when the weeds are managed and cleaning is done.
The seedlings popping up.
They grow quickly.
It starts warming up, so more weeds show up. More work to be done.
The transplanting done up to gallon pots.
The last bit of April I can barely move in the greenhouse.
The main bed is fertilized, and ready to plant.
First plants in.
We also had a huge multi-farm plant sale around that time. Right after this a hail storm came through, thankfully all went well.
The first surge.
Growing, and doing well.
The summer surge.
First harvesting was happening.
At the tail end of harvest, the tomatoes know when to turn off.
And hail makes its first appearance for the coming Fall.
And once again, it returns to empty. Fall is here and the land is quieting down.