Prize Tomato 2026

It’s a sad year for prize tomatoes. What should have been the flagship brandywine ended up stunted from a heatwave that hit while I was in Wisconsin and unable to attend to its needs. Here’s a recap of prior champions:

  • 2019: 24.8oz
  • 2021: 16.8oz
  • 2023: 19.3oz
  • 2024: 14.2oz
  • 2025: 17.2oz

This year? A paltry 10.8 oz:

And to rub salt in the wound…

Blossom end rot!

This nefarious condition arises when a tomato fruit receives insufficient calcium during its growth. My soil is not deficient in this micronutrient, as my tests have confirmed. In my case, it’s simply another consequence of hot weather fluctuations. Sudden heat spells interfere with nutrient uptake. I lost a few tomatoes, but the plants always stabilize and recover. It just happened to coincide with the prize tomato’s development. Inconvenient timing.

This is not the year of the prize tomato, but it is looking like the year of tomato quantity. I made some strategy and soil amendment changes this year that are showing much promise. Photos of harvests forthcoming.

–Simon

Garden: Summer of 2026

A momentary pause in drama gives me an excuse to post garden pics. Nice, peaceful garden pics. No drama here.

Herbs
Squash, corn
Indeterminate tomatoes
Cucumbers, garlic, determinate tomatoes
Rhubarb

I do enjoy the transition from June to July. The gardens show promise of harvests to come, before the plants begin to turn ratty.

–Simon

More Foliage!

Southwest Ohio is naturally a woodland. Suburbia fights this for what I gather are a few reasons: 1) Trees make mowing more difficult, 2) Tall canopy trees don’t make much in the way of pretty flowers, 3) Homeowners are paranoid about falling branches, 4) Trees interfere with utilities, 5) Trees create yard waste. 6) Trees shade out grass. Etc., etc….

But they’re a natural aesthetic and blocker of the merciless summertime UV death rays! So I will continue working with nature for the perks, instead of focusing on the negatives. I also want to expand the hosta patch, and that requires more shade. So I present to you, the Japanese maple:

Okay, maybe it’s not a true native, but neither are the honeysuckle. It’ll work. I speak for the trees, dammit!

–Simon

A Couple Garden Photos

Just that – some photos:

A purdy clematis on the back trellis.
That stupid mulberry the neighbor wouldn’t cut down before his wife kicked him out is fruiting now. Bird crap inbound.
Followed by Zone Rouge, 2025 edition.

–Simon

Wine Cap (Pt. 2)

I assumed these would come back, judging from the quantity of embedded mycelium that remains in the straw. And they did.

I did not, however, harvest them. I should have, to give to my dad, but I didn’t get around to it. Oh well. Still neat to look at. If not palatable, they’re still aesthetic, and it’s an interesting concept to consider that I now have a multi-year self-sustaining mushroom colony, provided I keep feeding it wood and straw. I’m still holding out of the blue oysters!

–Simon