Another storm hit the garden two days ago, and knocked down lots of the tomato plants. It's time to scaffold. Back when I started, when I bought the big pots and the soil, I also bought the tallest stakes I could find at Canadian Tire. They were about six feet tall. I also bought some round painted-metal trellises, thinking that I'd use them for something or other.
After laughing at me for a bit, my neighbour Sylvano told me that all of the scaffolding I had bought was too short, and that I needed to go to a lumber yard or something to get taller, eight feet stakes. It's been on my to-do list for a long time now -- returning the old scaffolds and getting new ones. But this is not easily done on a bicycle, and I was hoping to borrow a car, and there's big line-ups at Canadian tire, and wow, I'm not talking about the garden anymore, let's stop here.
I decided to put the six-foot-long stakes in the tomato pots, and to use the round trellises for the cucumbers
The cucumbers have been slowly extending their tendrils and finding a good home in the trellis. I hope that they grow big and strong on it! But that still left Cain, Noah, Thom, Tom, and the row-2 tomatoes (left one: Cherry Pie, right one: Vincent) toppled over and unstaked. So I decided to go buy the stakes by foot. I bought a dozen eight-foot-tall stakes at New Canadian Lumber, and, with sored shoulders and the occasional break, I portaged them back home.
After running with scissors through Sarah's pantyhose drawer, I got myself enough stretchy fabric material-ey stuff to tie the tomatoes to the stakes, and got to work staking the tomato plants in the ground.
More plants are flowering, but it's less exciting than the first flower. However, I did notice a new shoot coming out of Danny's old Strawberry plant, Wesley, named after the cutest hamster in the world, who loved strawberies, and who is buried under the strawberry.
