Tomato Tuesday and Delayed Gratification

Tomato Tuesday reflections on planting seeds in the garden, and in life, and the wait to harvest.

I say to-may-toe, you say to-mah-toe...  Let's definitely NOT call the whole thing off, because I have been waiting and have big plans to devour these little yellow darlings!  Finally have something to show off for Tomato Tuesday!

These little grapey yellow ones were grown from the seeds of a market mixed tomato clamshell, so I don't know the variety.  They look pretty much as I recall seeing/eating them last year, so I am happy they developed true to type; the interwebs say sometimes that doesn't happen with the hybrids that end up in the markets.  Never sure if that is just heirloom hype or actual fact.  The yellows were leaps and bounds ahead of the super sweet red grape ones I grew last year and tried sowing again this year - the yellows probably benefitted from all the compost in their pot, whereas the reds were planted in the same pots as last year, with very minimal amendment, just a bit of compost applied to the top around the plants after they were planted.  (Ah well, learning for next year.)  Always just thrilling that the seeds I started months ago in Spring have actually turned into something edible!

Now, I just need to get back to them, or get them to me... all of the tomatoes are still at the Mother Garden; the yellows have grown tall enough that I am not sure I can transport them back to the city without damaging them.  They may stay at Grandma's till they are done for the season.  The reds probably could come in by car - they are so far behind that they would fit - though they will probably get more sun at Grandma's, and have a better chance to mature and set fruit.  So they, too, may stay at Camp Grandma's.  We shall see; I so want them here so I can pick them at just the peak of ripeness.  But they are better off there.  And I can go out and catch them on weekends.  That's probably for the best.  A little bit longer of a separation and they stand a much better chance of becoming the tomatoes they are meant to be.  So I should  just be patient and wait.

Like my vision for my new, more balanced life: I made some initial moves toward developing and building my side gig.  Spoke to two friends who have connections to my target clients.  All to test drive this idea that's been at the back of my mind for probably more than a decade, when the seed was planted in some volunteer work.  So this Summer into Autumn will be the dry run phase - free services in exchange for feedback.  We'll see whether any of it bears fruit, and after that, whether I can actually build the life I want with this as one of the building blocks.

Planning, work, delayed gratification ... all  hallmarks of maturity - the tomatoes', and mine.  Patience.

[Edited August 11, 2021.]