I went to the beach for the weekend, and when I came back, my peppers were turning colors. Look!
The yellow ones are still pretty tiny, which may be due to their being potted instead of planted in the bed. It's also been hard to keep them properly watered, so I might be responsible for their stuntedness. I'm just happy to see them turning, though. It's nice to see something develop its proper color.
I've got quite a few green tomatoes again, and I hope very much that I'll get to see them change color, too. The squirrels don't seem to have bothered them much since I put water out for them. Still, though, this is the South, and I'm sure someone around here has a recipe for fried green tomatoes. I'll pick them green if that's what it takes to get SOMETHING out of my tomato plants.
Other than that, there's not much to report. The tomato plants are still raging out of control, taking over the sidewalk and pushing the herbs out of the way. My Midwestern mind is still a little astonished at their immensity. They must be four or five times the size of the ones my grandma used to grow in her yard. Next year I'll have to allow them more room, because right now they're a mess.