BLIGHT!

Thinking of my Irish ancestors who left Ireland due to potato famine, I tore out seven rows of blighted tomatoes this morning. Thank God we eat more than tomatoes and potatoes. But blight? It's horrible, turning beautiful tomatoes into wretched blackened compost.

We still have tomatoes, but there is no guarantee for how long or how many. Cross your fingers, say your prayers, be grateful this won't send you down to Passage West (Ireland) and out to sea looking for a new home. If it does, let me know, I'll put some corn in your bag.