I can feel a bit of my natural obsessiveness coming out as I maintain our tomato plants and worry at all the problems they attract. Mr. Logovo says we've had a better crop this year, but I'm not so sure. I really need to plan better and pay even more attention next year. If it's not worms then it's falling over plants, or wilt or pecking birds or strange spots on leaves or curling leaves or flowers dropping before producing fruit.

Doesn't sound like fun, does it? But it is, in a slightly masochistic sort of way. Also, I love puzzles and trying to figure out how to keep the plants alive (I actually have BOOKS on tomatoes, WTF self?), but the best thing are the tomatoes themselves and being able to share them with friends. They do taste so much better than anything I can buy anywhere, even the nice ones from the farmer's market.

I planted two extra tomatoes this weekend, but one plant is looking a bit sickly, so I might not bother with it and just pull it out. In San Diego we can probably still grow tomatoes right up to the end of October, no problem. No time to waste though, and nursing a plant back to health might be beyond what I can realistically accomplish. Even getting watering completely right is not a skill I've acquired.