Tomato hurling is an unofficial sport, even if it is just me competing against myself trying to hit an unsuspecting chicken with a mushy tomato from the middle of the garden. The ducks are sometimes easier as they like to huddle around together.
My tomatoes are going for a while now and they have remained short in my tent. They seem to be filling out their stems more than gaining height. Once I get them on the deck in the sun they should start to take off.
I have such land envy seeing your nice flat open ground to have your row of garlic. My only option is terracing and dumping a bunch of tons of grain to build the soil. Which I should anyway since it would be in a cool area near the creek.
You made me go out and check my rhubarb which has little nubbins popping out a tiny bit of color.
You know, you are beyond right about Tomato Hurling being a sport, albeit and unofficial one. I had a feeling you would be a participant of the art LOL! If you ever get a steer, you'll have to let me know how you enjoy competing in that division of it!
I had to chuckle about the land envy, because you have a CREEK! All that lovely running water, heck, you could probably make a little wasabi pool!
And I am glad your tomatoes are doing well, soon we will both be hurling nightshades with glee!!