We NEED rain. We're in a drought. I get it. And I am fully guilty of doing raindances (of sorts), talking to the sky in hopes of a watery response, and flat out begging the heavens to open up.
And they did. In abundance and with a vengeance. It rained so hard and so fast last night, that not only did my neighbor call to check in on me at 2am, but my phone (and I will admit I sleep with it next to my pillow) on the loudest setting was drowned out by the roar of the rain. Albeit the roar of the rain on my aluminum 'roof' on the glorified speaker tube I live in, but the rain nonetheless. Oh. And I was awake at the time.
The most obvious loss is the tomatillos - and I'm not ready to admit their loss. I went out to check the garden on the way to the blueberry patch (they are really starting to come in!), but saw the devastation and got stuck in emergency gardening mode.
First I broke down and cried in the middle of my garden. Like giant heaving sobs. I almost called my mom, (Hi Lone Reader!!) but was afraid she'd think someone died or something if I called her at 6am (her time). Someone other than plants who don't talk back when you talk to them, I mean. Those of you who know me personally will not be so terribly surprised by any of this. But then I felt like I had to pull myself up by my proverbial bootstraps (I wear flipflops), and come up with a battle plan.
I trimmed the tomatillos. Then I cut off what I thought were the most vigorous tops, dipped them in rooting hormone, and planted them in pots I filled with a combination of topsoil, vermiculite and perlite. All I had was a 1/2 bag of topsoil that had been sitting out (in the rain) all season and was looking a little funky, but I loaded it up with as much of the Ites as possible and I have my fingers crossed. The rooting hormone I got on sale thinking that at some point I wanted to play with propagating grapes or something (OK - really I didn't have a plan), but I am so happy I had it. Ditto for the Ites!
I only had 45 minutes to get something figured out before I had to go to work, and I felt like I had to give it a go before I left - by the time I got home it would be too late!
Fingers crossed, people. Fingers crossed.
(and note to self: no more dances of the "asking for things" type)
|The good news: I found 3 picture-perfect tomatillos that were ready for harvest|