I was going to mow at least the front yard this evening after work, but like clockwork, it is heavily overcast, 120% humidity, and I can hear thunder in the distance.

My tomatoes are so big and there are so many fruits that one toppled over onto a little patch of carrots. I decided after examining several loose but sundry objects in my garage that it is a good thing after all that I didn't take that old broken spade fork with three tines down to the curb. I just massaged the handle up through a gap in the tomato cage and between some branches and then was able to sink the fork into the soil to hold this cage and plant up. I wouldn't have minded just the carrots, but there are also some really beautiful green tomatoes that were resting on the ground.

It's feast or famine gardening around here. No tomatoes last year. This year, nothing but tomatoes. . .

I hit the garden with neem yesterday to try to keep some of the pests away. With all of this rain, and the suggestion that I wait seven days between applications, it may be like I didn't spray at all. (I'm also using the neem to try to slow some early yellow blight that is creeping up a couple of plants. And one is showing signs of a curly leaf problem that I read about for the first time recently).

SRS