Yup happens every year. The cherry tomato wars begin. As part of my quest to garden as organically as possible and of course my loathing of cleaning up, I pull my plants at the end of the season and leave them there. After they are thoroughly dried and I cant stand to look at the mess anymore, I discard the stems. My way of "kind of "
composting.
Last year as my nutty sister helped me weed, I was informed that Daddy told her never to pull a volunteer tomato as they grew the best. Yes even though we are in our 50s he will always be Daddy. I explained to her a weed is technically a plant growing where you don't want it to grow. It took her a while but towards the end of the weeding she understood. Trust me I would have a forest of cherry tomatoes if I did not pull them.
This baby popped up approximately 2 weeks ago maybe less. It is already 10" tall and has blossoms. It towers over the tomatoes I started in January. That is why I never plant cherry tomatoes. I just let them grow where I have space. So far there is one by the cucumber Teepee, 2 by this stall and of course one next to the blueberry wall. Where did that come from ? Go figure.
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