We are in love. With the tomato plants. Everyday is like Christmas - we bound out of the house shouting and pointing over who can find the latest flower or budding tomato on the plants. With six plants, this can take a little more time than I'd like to spend at 8:15am. But last week . . .I noticed that some of the precious plum tomatoes had a little brown to their bottom, a little sag in their sway, a little debbie to their downer.
At first I ignored it. Eh, they'll grow out of it, I thought. But, alas, this was not the case. Nine little love apples had to come down yesterday. . . victim to blossom-end rot. Too little calcium. . .and probably too little water.
Alright, so Benny is not my real name. It's my nickname. In fact...I am a lady (by gender, not necessarily by attitude). But, it is fun, and makes me feel "tougher" when talking about painting and tiling and smashing things.
I didn't give it to myself. It is a childhood nickname which came from Benjamin Bunny (the cousin of Peter Rabbit).
In fact, Benny is a common nickname for Bernadette. Ever see Circle of Friends with Minnie Driver? Yup, her name was Benny in that.
Anyway. . .
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