Today was a fuck day.
Some gray wiltedness and brown spottiness caught my eye as I was squishing a few small slugs on the peppers this morning. One tomato plant for sure. Maybe a fungus? I don’t know.
So here’s the strategy:
-Isolate this plant
-Give other tomatoes more room for air circulation
– Apply organic sulfur stuff on Thursday when Amazon delivers it
– Add Epsom salts to soil in case it’s a magnesium deficiency and because it can’t hurt
– Add more compost to soil
– Cross fingers
So luckily it was pizza night at the homestead so I could rush out and use the last two hours of daylight after work. Eddie came out to help (under duress) and thinned out his corn while I worked on this craziness.
The ability to move my tomatoes around made me happy that they are in bags. However my whole stake system sucks pretty bad, which became quite evident this evening. I used long skinny tree branches stuffed into the bags and propped against each other. Sure they are cute and natural and tall and free, but they are also wide based and heavy and basically want to topple the plants over when the bags are no longer too close together. So, I need to find good old light skinny stakes, but tall ones.
Next year I’m tilling the place up and planting in the ground. And spacing generously.
Here the poor baby is, cropped and quarantined. Got rid of that shit.
And here’s my new spacing. Looks so chaotic right now:
And here’s some probable blossom end rot because I was going to let my plants toughen up by not watering much. Yep. That worked.
I think I fucking suck at this.