Hubert: (Shh - he doesn't yet know and he cannot read.)
I had such high hopes, images of baskets overflowing with fruit, nighttime sneaky drop offs at our neighbor's front doors because we were just bursting with tomatoes... Now that still might happen...but...just went out to check on the plants and 2 tomatoes died. Ok - one of them I definitely stepped on while I was planting another one. :( It was a tomatillo, his name was Tommy. I'm sorry Tommy. He is survived by his beloved sister, Tomasita. The other goner was a Golden Egg tomato as yet unnamed (but not unloved). He is survived by his cousin Hubert who will live in a container on the deck waiting until my sister can claim him in July.
And the dead cucumber. Yup. He didn't make it. None of the cukes did. I may try from seeds or just go buy a plant. Or just accept cucumbers from my friend who has the green touch.