Just Resting?
I decided I needed to take some action and transplant our tomato plants. I thought I might be able to get away with planting once and just popping them into the garden. But they got too tall and leggy. They were drooping over from their own height, so I had to move them to deeper soil. I gave it a shot this afternoon.
I think they won’t all make it. I have had trouble transplanting tomatoes in the past. They grow so well in the foam cell jobbers and then hate it when I make them grow up and move out. I think at least one will make it, probably two. But two of the four I moved are questionable. I left another three where they were. I ran out of time.
They may wake up in the morning. I tried to be gentle. I tried to make sure they got just the right amount of water. I used quality dirt. But my thumb is, clearly, not as green as it might be. It was pretty brown after I finished digging.
Here’s hoping that by morning the soggy stems will have perked up. I would hate to lose future tomatoes. I am afraid, however, that that may be the case. Not to be pessimistic, but seriously, one of those puppies looks ill. I hope it gets well.
Mercury on the Move 
Well…how have they fared? Someone once taught me to lie the fledgling tomato plants on their side when transplanting them, so only the tip-top is showing through the soil. That gives all of the legginess the opportunity to sprout roots and create a vast root system. I do that all the time now, and it seems to work. At least it makes me feel better about leggy tomatoes!!!
Still limp, but still alive. Some look great but the saddest looks sad yet. I do, however, have hope.