There is a reason I don鈥檛 grow my own food and it taunts me every time I step onto my deck.
I was initially inspired by television commercials telling of the bushels of bright, red tomatoes waiting to burst forth from upside-down planters that hang from hooks.
I decided to grow my own food instead of buying it.
A few months later and all I have is a spindly stalk, no tomatoes and no sign that I鈥檒l be harvesting anything soon.
Let鈥檚 see . . . dirt, a small starter plant and water. How easy is that?
Instead of聽 A Garden of Eden, there are only聽 questions. How much more could my seedling disappoint me and how could it get any more pathetic looking?
Research on the Internet has led me to the discovery that some patio gardeners use green, two-litre pop bottles to fashion their own upside-down planters. They cut off the bottom and drill a few holes to string聽 twine through, allowing them to be hung. The bottle is then filled with soil and a seedling is planted through the small bottle-neck opening.
Maybe, just maybe, that will work but that鈥檚 next-year country for me now. My first experiment as a tomato farmer has shriveled and almost died.
I never did like tomatoes, anyways.
