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15 Comments on Reliving past glories. I guess there's nothing wrong with it. The tomato king is trying again.
I love tomatoes, I really love them. We lost all ours last year due to the weather and tomato blight. I cried for days.... because I love tomatoes. This year I have 2 of the grow your maters upside down bags. The garden has been plowed, the manure is in a pile up at the barn waiting to come down and be spread. It has been "maturing" and getting ready to put on this years crop since last fall.
I can hardly wait.... and if our maters fail again, I guess I could hop in the car and drive to Searcy AR, that is, if I can pry the tomatoes out of the Tomato King's grip!
Good luck on an awesome crop!
Nothing like fresh garen tomatoes, we grow a few every year and what a great treat it is. Good luck to the tomato king , does he even have the time with all that golfing.
I'm going to try and grow tomatoes this year for the first time in my life. I'll take any advice I can get, and will remember the triangles. If they don't have time to ripen, no problem... I love fried green tomatoes!
Barbara,
I will point this out to your Godson, but he is out working tonight, late.
Barbara, Another year of deer vs tomato. Tell the King to use squirrel hair. Or even better, use a whole squirrel. heheh
Barbara, this should easily take care of his problem
Godmother,
You look young enough to be this man's daughter. He looks very youthful but not compared to my Godmother.
Godson Nutsy
Andrea, I do believe you're worse than my husband. I do hope he and you both have success. I'm doing the old southern thing of "keeping my fingers crossed."
Charles, his golfing takes up a lot of time and it is his favorite thing to do. He also keeps an eye out for people who have gardens and he knows they'll probably have successful tomatoes. He beats down their door trying to buy some.
Ruth, spoken like a true Southern girl. Fried green tomatoes are wonderful! I want some right now. Good luck with your first tomatoe attempt.
Steven, that godson had better not stay out too late.
Kate, wonder if I could get Nutsy to just come here and guard the patch?
Charles, whose garden if that???? He could get an electric fence too. I have a client who has an electric fence around her garden to keep out the deer.
Nutsy, you're scheming again. What do you want? When godsons start paying compliments they're guilty of some staying-out-too-late sinning or they want to borrow some money or be put in the will. So 'fess us. What did you do??? : (
Charles, I believe that ugly bird of yours said it right this time. Nutsy has been up to something....
Barbara: I just love tomatoes as well. About a year ago I did a blog post just going on and on about how much I loved tomatoes. Maybe I should find the post, and re-work it. Fresh tomatoes... Yum !
Godmother,
No, simply a compliment. As you have heard, I expect to have 10.3 million dollars deposited into my personal bank account, within the month, from a long lost relative, whom I never met, who left me a large sum at at the Bank of Nigeria. Mr Charles is so tiny minded that he would turn the Salvation Army into a massive spy agency in his fantasy view of the world.
Godson
Karen Anne, let's just revive all of our old tomato blogs and drool over what is coming very soon! Fresh tomatoes!!
Nutsy, I knew you were up to something. You think I'm going to fall for that old trick? A Nigerian bank? 10.3 million? Uh.....what's my cut in this deal?
Well, Ms. Barbara, I was leaning toward using Nutsy for bait.
But Kate, tomatoes don't eat squirrels.............