Plant Vibrations on the Kin Domain
Every gardener can probably relate. I'm referring to that first succulent red tomato started from energized seed placed beneath my tongue (in the method suggested by Anastasia), then planted in soil caressed by my hand, to in turn be nurtured by the moon, strengthened by the sun, nursed by the sweet rains and nourished by the mother earth. Yes, I'm truly obsessed with my plants.
My tomatoes are heirloom seeds for a beefsteak variety. In the photo you can see the creeping pink flush which will darken over the next few days. You can see also the bio-nature powder I sprinkled on after having to pull up and dispose of a plant last week which had become infested with tomato worms. So far the other five plants haven't shown signs so I hope the natural stuff works. I REALLY don't want to do anything more drastic. In fact, gulp, I'd probably pull up the entire crop if I couldn't get them under control using soaps or natural oils. However, for now, all is good. The white cloth has really kept down the other insects. The product is some of the same Agribon cloth I use for weather and rabbit protection. Recall my spring deluge, they had eaten down three tomato plants before I could get an effective enclosure made and buy a trap. I am determined to figure out urban gardening. I know more answers will come as I learn more from people like Rudolf Steiner. City issues are different from country issues but all can be solved. The nature elementals are everywhere if we are quiet enough to call upon them and listen. In the city the quiet listening is often the challenge.
BTW, for those curious, there wasn't another opossum today. Do you think six is all for me? Five were my catch and one was the neighbor's catch. We were totally prepared for all thirteen. They are playing together fancifully in the woods by a creek five miles from my house.