and they barely made it into the house
Jenise wrote:and they barely made it into the house
Okay, I confess: I actually picked eight, but the first one met his fate mere inches from the vine.
Jenise wrote:Karen, it's good to share...eventually.
Hey, guess what I harvested for the first time yesterday? Basil!
Trudy Schaefer wrote:We scored our first ripe little beauty around July 7th, and thought surely it was an anomaly, but were delightedly proven wrong—they never stopped coming. We’re now in the midst of the best tomato harvest I’ve had in more than 10 years of gardening here in Denver (raised beds are the only way to go with our clay soils).
We have probably a half dozen varieties, but really is there anything more saturated with taste than a dear, little, cherry tomato picked while still warm from the afternoon sun, and popped whole into the mouth while still standing in the garden?
Alas, my 23 month old daughter has discovered this treat to her daddy’s dismay. She’ll go from vine to vine, saying “Moe? Moe?” (More? More?) She’ll eat as many as there are ripe. We haven’t had a cherry tomato to ourselves now for weeks.
How I love ripe tomato season!
Dale Williams wrote:But when I get a good heirloom tomato, all I want is to slice it and sprinkle with coarse sea salt. And BLTs, of course.
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