The cucumbers died almost instantly under mysterious, perhaps even suspicious, circumstances.
Today I'm pulling the plug on most of the survivors. The eggplant are gone, and they aren't coming back. My one squash is toast And just look at my Brandywine tomatoes:
They look like they need little blindfolds and cigarettes to go up in front of the Tomato Firing Squad, don't they?
I don't know what happened. My cucumbers started turning brown before they died, so I tried to save the tomatoes by fertilizing them with seaweed extract, washing them with safer soap, and moving them from the partially-shaded back steps to the full-sun table.
Apparently that wasn't what they needed.
Oh well, I suppose I'll just buy some tomato seedlings from the local greenhouse (Sunset Greenhouse) like everyone else...
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