I killed the first tomato plant that I placed in the Publix bag upside down. I was lackadaisically toying with her while relaxing on the patio. She had too much pressure on her from the additional soil, water, and rocks in the bag for her young roots to endure. She simply snapped.
I mourned for a week, waiting for her replacement to gain in strength and circumference. I chose the strongest and made a rolled chute around her in order to thread her through the hole. I promise not to touch her as she grows. I will carefully water only the interior edges of the bag wall so that her roots will go undisturbed and she will aspire to draw herself to the water source, thus strengthening her in her private places.
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