Notice that I did not say, "Tomatoes".
While it seems that everyone in the entire universe is swimming in tomatoes (Tiny Gardener, Ohiofarmgirl) this is what I have:
Pretty sure it's a Rutgers. And it's the only fruit on the five plants Paul put into the new garden on the side of the house. No other teeny-tiny green tomatoes, no other flowers.
He also planted five more in the "berry" garden and they have yet to produce a single tomato. These, however, did have plenty of flowers on them. I was wondering if it was because of a lack of pollinators, but the squash planted just a few rows away from them are going gangbusters so obviously something was visiting flowers.
The other tomato plants that survived the summer heat are red and yellow pear tomatoes. I like to have the smaller tomato plants around the garden because it's nice to be able to pop one in my mouth when I'm weeding or watering, but I want something I can make a sandwich out of dangnabit!
The pear tomatoes have also been attacked by no less than a dozen hornworms. Which my chickens refuse to eat (ungrateful bastards). I've been pruning the worm-eaten branches off the plants in hopes to encourage growth elseware and it seems to be working. While mowing the lawn yesterday, I saw a huge moth on the side of the raised bed, drying out its wings. I'm assunming it was a Hawk moth as it is the adult form of the hornworn. I meant to come back to take a picture, but forgot. And good thing for it that I did forget because I had not quite made my mind up if I was going to squash it or not.