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mere seeds in winter
planted with care and nurture
spouts emerge in early spring
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water sun and soil
engender succulent fruit
harvesting begins
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pure pleasure ensues
abundance shared with others
juicy crimson joy
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but what do I see?
anomaly of nature
Frankenstein returns
This post is more about the poetry of my husband’s garden than the poetry of words. Each year in the first week of March, while we’re still in the desert, David starts heirloom tomato plants from seed. He uses a growing lamp set up in the shower of the guest bathroom. When they get to be a few inches high, he tranplants them into separate pots and after a while, begins to introduce them to the Californa sun. By the time we leave for Reno they’re usually a couple of feet tall and he transports them in the front seat of his car, back into cold country (we usually have more freezes and often, snow, when we get back home). Then he needs to begin again to re-acclimate them to the weather, placing them outside a few hours at a time, while he rototills his raised garden bed. Around the last week in May, he plants them (along with other veggies and herbs). Sometimes he uses “walls of water” to keep them warm; quite often he has to sneak out at bedtime and cover them in plastic or sheets. Let’s just say he’s the nurturing type. (He does ALL the cooking).
The last couple of weeks he’s begun harvesting. Frankenstein is an heirloom called Elmer’s Old German. We couldn’t believe the perfect suture line down the middle, as though Nature sewed two tomatoes together. Frankenstein weight 2 lbs, 0.5 oz and at his width measures 6 inches.
Please join us at dVerse Poets’ Pub for Open Link Night. Natasha Head is our beautiful, talented hostess. I’m on my way with last year’s batch of Bloody Mary Mix, made from our 2011 crop! I look forward to sampling your work.
Mmmmmm there is NOTHING like the mouth-watering taste of homegrown tomatoes. I had never seen the Frankenstein variety – really neat! You are so lucky to have such a nurturing hubby who gardens AND does all the cooking! 🙂
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Frankenstein is our name for that particular tomato because of it’s apparent suture line. The variety is actually “Elmer’s Old German.” Frankenstein has long since made his way into our menu but we have others…they’re huge. But, have to confess, not the sweetest ones I’ve ever eaten. David grows different heirlooms ever year, 3-4 of them.
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Frankenstein is the perfect name for it! The sweet ones are not always the best. We grow Lemon Boys down here and if you think fried GREEN tomatoes are good, you should try fried Lemon Boys! 🙂
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Awesome gems of poetry and very nice pics. That last pic of that tomato that looks like it has stitches is very interesting!
I would so love to plant these if I had time and a garden! It’s very satisfying to grow fruits and veggies and to be able to harvest them when they are ready.
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Amazing Frankenstein tomato with suture..thanks for sharing this Victoria.
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Loved this!
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a sweet collection, though I’m not particularly fond of tomatoes (any kind) they look absolutely beautiful. Frankenstein is quite a creature.
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Nothing, absolutely nothing beats the taste of homegrown tomatoes. 2 lbs, .05 oz! that’s a huge tomato!
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The sliced open tomato made my mouth water. YUMMY!
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would love a good ripe fresh tomato. the ones from the store are so often tasteless. kudos to your husband, i have not the patience. I keep telling my wife it would be great if she were to get into gardening. 🙂
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What a sweet man to nuture his tomatoes like that …even taking them on holidays:) I like him.
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Ah succulent tomatoes, yum and I loved the Frankenstien stanza and the pic.
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What a treasure he is 🙂 Those tomatoes look heavenly. I tried this year 😦
There are so many in the shops in Alicante my poor effort was not really worth it. Enjoy.
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great photos, the frankenstein photo and accompanying lines, are awesome, really nicely done. Thanks
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Your David sounds like a lovely man. This year, a tomato blight killed the tomato plants of everyone in the village. Mine were coming along nicely and then wham, leafless overnight.
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i like:
succulent fruit
the crimson joy
and that you saw the Frankenstein in that tomato, that was totally cool
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I love tomatoes…”juicy crimson joy.” Frankenstein is hilarious. Great haiku set!
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Woww…enjoyed this crimson joy….many times I tried to visit your blog but some malware or some-kind of such thing never allowed me to read…..at last I am here to enjoy this juicy crimson joy…..enjoyed…
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haha…love this frankenstein tomato…and so cool on how patient your husband cares for those tomatoes.. says much about his personality…and i love that you let the poetry of nature speak here…wonderful pics as well
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Frankenstein tomato is wonderful; I have a love for freaks of nature. My mother grows tomatoes and honestly, I’m not keen… I’ve never liked them much. However, your photographs coupled with the words make them sound much more appealing.
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This was a delight in poetry, photos and text. You took me right into your garden and I felt as though we’d had a lovely garden lunch. How delightful!
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Oh, wow…I can’t believe Frankenstein’s heft…and the sutures are something else. They are so beautiful…the one that is cut open makes me want a tomato sandwich…right along with Brian! Love the photos…
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Ha! Love this! We gave up growing our small garden a few years back, it always struggled with the bugs and tomato blight. But each year husband has to have one patio tomato plant to have that “fresh from the garden” taste. This year we bought a starter plant,think it is a Brandy Wine. Swear the thing is an alien spawn from another planet! It just keeps growing and growing. About 5 feet tall, with multiple branches and tons of tomatoes. Have been enjoying the fruits if this plant for a couple of weeks now!!
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I really enjoyed this and I love Frankenstein. The tomatoes look delicious. There are so many things to appreciate about your husband. He is so nurturing, has such dedication and patience. And omg, he cooks! How lucky are you?
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oh these tomatoes are so delicious, moreover with your vivid poems added…..pity i’m allergic to them 😀
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You are lucky to have a hubby that is caring and nurturing (and also cooking) ….I like the last picture…very nice share ~
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Ha. Lovely pictures and TOMATOES! Sweet luscious poem. (I think a little typo – sorry – sprouts – rather than spouts!)
Lovely (as always). k.
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I loved that last line. The photos are great too!
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Frankenstein’s zipper couldn’t look any better. It’s perfect. A tomato weighing over 2 pounds..phew! Your hubby sounds very nurturing. Lucky you, that he does all the cooking!
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Lovely and the Frankenstein tomato is so very cute.
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Nice 🙂 love a good tomato … The Frankenstein pretty funny 🙂
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Wow, did those photographs ever whet my appetite for tomatoes. There is nothing like tomatoes taken right from the garden. The Frankenstein tomato was amazing! Glad you took a picture of it. Love the picture of David and Sparky too!
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Oh my mouth is watering can’t beat home grown toms – and your hubbys look divine bet they’re bursting with flavour – x lib
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ha the frankenstein one is pretty funny….nice cpature that…ah the joy of eating tomatoes int eh summer…a sandwich with mayo and slat n pepper…mmm….seriously can eat them til i get sores in the mouth…smiles….
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We didn’t plant this year and so I lived a bit vicariously through your post!
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