There was a time in the not too distant past, where I would buy things without doing a whole lot of research on them. That was SM's job. If we needed a car or an appliance I just shrug my shoulders and tell him to deal with it. He makes good choices.
Interestingly enough, with the garden, I'm a bit more into the "What are we buying?" Fertilizer? I swing organic. Pest control? "No, I don't want Sevin." I bought organic there too.
SM didn't have the time to get the fungicide for the tomatoes, so last night on the way home, I did.
I swung by the "big box" assuming they'd have a variety of products. Nope. Just one, Daconil. I picked it up and headed to the register. A funny thing happened on the way though. I stopped at the paint counter, pulled out my reading glasses...(Yes, I need those now)...and read the label.
You know...the label that's 5 pages long that they've stuck with some kind of glue to help keep it attached to the bottle. Wow. All kind of environmental nasties.
I stood there amongst the paint chips and said to myself "What price am I willing to pay to protect my tomatoes?"
I turned around and put it back on the shelf.
As I drove to a local nursery, I thought that I've really come along way. There used to be a time when I would do what needed to be done and didn't really care either way that I might hurt myself or my environment in the doing of it.
As the nursery gal walked me over to the one product she had left on the shelf that was organic, I asked her if she knows if anything really works for blight.
She shrugged and said "The weather this year has been tough on everyone with a garden."
"So I'm just buying time?" I asked.
"Pretty much." She replied.
If all I'm buying is time, then I made the right decision on purchasing a product that will have minimal impact on the environment in my garden.
Cause lets face it, there's always next year. And a decent Farmers Market in the big city. (Where we'll head today after post-ops...Love the Farmers Market!)