My tomato plants are dying. I have raised them from seeds. Some are taller than most my kids but their leaves are growing all sorts of unhealthy colours. I finally have some little yellow flowers, but not many.
It has been one of my life goals to produce a Big Red Tomato from a plant I have raised from a seed. I have had many setbacks over the years. Travelling alot hasn't done much for my endeavors, from absentee gardening to gardening in new climates. In Scotland in 2000 I was a pretty good joke in the local town as it is too cold there to get tomatoes from green to red outside. They thought it would be funny not to tell me this til they saw my defeat. Tomatoes live "under glass" in Scotland. I didn't know this, now I do. I have become more observant over the years and have talked to my neighbours about gardening. I am now moving them to a new location in the house, maybe good, maybe bad. They will be in my face more so I won't forget them. The down side is that they will make my shame public.
There are certain bizarre goals I have like a big red tomato. Years ago I felt like it was important to "conquer the yeast". You know, to do it "my way" without the machines, expensive classes or meticulous behaviour. I am no longer afraid of yeast, yeast is my friend.
So now I am looking at my dying plants. I guess I am kinda stubborn (so thats where my kids get it). Even though I am in my 40s I dont want to give up just because I have never succeeded before in this area. I never want to stop learning and trying and growing til the day I die.