It’s time to get back in the saddle. The ‘pile is up again on a loaner computer. Does that make me a loan ranger?
Word will come from the “hospital” this week sometime, on the prognosis for a certain well-coffeed laptop. Memory on the hard drive is intact, and has been backed up.
Let us move on to the striped folly. Or, the striped “Folly”.
Last year in the Wishetwurra Farm Garden we grew a striped roma tomato. The plant had really interesting fruit, though the variety was all-too-susceptible to blight, and died early in the season. This year, Fedco Seeds offered a slightly more resistant strain, called “Casaday’s Folly”. We had to try again, so we ordered seeds.
The Casaday’s Folly plants were among the very first to bear ripe fruit, coming in about the same time as the very early “Sungold” cherry tomatoes. They’re not very seedy, and are relatively low in moisture content, so they’re good for making sauces. They’re good for drying, too.
Aren’t these ‘maters a delight to look at? A Casaday’s Folly may not have the Universe as held by a Blake-ian grain of sand, but you can spend some mighty happy minutes turning one of these tomatoes around and around, studying the striations.
The tips of these tomatoes are quirky.
It’s as if the ends can’t quite decide what to do, so when it’s their turn to solo, each one adlibs on the theme.
Grandson T decided the tomatoes had mouths, took one in his hand, and went around kissing everything and everybody with it.