We’ve got a tomato bed. We’ve got twine (lots of it). We’ve got tomato clips (lots of those, too).
We’ve got tomato plants hardening off in the shady spot of the driveway. We’ve even got rain barrels, a small act of civil disobedience on our part since technically every bit of precipitation in our area belongs to the state.
What don’t we got? We don’t got dirt. The tomatoes and I are anxiously awaiting the delivery of a truckful of good growing medium from a friend. They’re hoping to have their roots free from the confines of their pots very, very soon.