My Garden is…growing?

Now that JDRF Walk season, the holidays, and travel are over, I finally have time to start cleaning out my garden (yes, in San Diego, you can wait until the end of December to do this!). As soon as I got out there and got started last weekend-it started to rain (yup, it rains in San Diego, too!). I managed to get 3/4 of it cleaned out, and will finish up this weekend, but look what I found:

DSC_0025In the left corner is Italian oregano, on the right is golden oregano, in the middle, is the rosemary bush, and back behind is my little basil bush that (was 4 ft tall) I trimmed back and is making a comeback. All organic, and doing well for as chilly as it’s been.

Fresh fish is marinating in the fridge in lemon, white wine and rosemary!

First Tomato Harvest

I can’t even tell you how loud I squealed last night when I went out to my garden and found these:

Aren’t they fabulous?

My first 100% organic tomato harvest, given lots of TLC. It is such a rewarding feeling to know that Seth and I get to enjoy these, even more so knowing where they came from and what went into producing them.

I would be remiss if I didn’t thank Seth again for helping me continuously stake these seven foot monster tomato plants, as we wouldn’t have any if it weren’t for that 🙂 Also, my mom, for continually reminding me that patience is a vital part of gardening!

I see red!

Went out to check on my garden this morning after working out, and I found a lot of red and almost red Juliet Grape tomatoes. I hadn’t even realized they were there, because they’re fairly hidden, but finally! I’ll have to do some picking when I get home tonight. There was one that had fallen off the vine, so I brought it in.

Just for fun, I decided to compare it to the store bought grape tomatoes I have, what a difference:

Well, well, well, what do we have here?

Looked out the sliding glass door today and see little black pellet like pieces on one of the stepping stones, my first thought-that’s poop from a fat tomato hornworm:

Tomato Hornworm Poo.

I went outside to inspect, and found big papa:

Crunching away!

It was neat to watch him chew for a whopping two seconds before I was no longer amused at the rate with which he was devouring my tomato plant. See the pile of leaves underneath him? Unfortunately, he had to go.