- Jul 22, 2010
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- Mattapoisett, Massachusetts
I can still remember a summer or 2 ago. I set my 3 grandsons out to help me find the first tomato of the summer. I always claim it as my own. The tomatoes are always like a jungle so they are hard to find when there are just a few. The oldest yelled,"I found one!" Having been bent over, he stood up straight biting into my first large tomato with the juiced dripping down his chin.
- It's a long way into harvest season before I manage to get any tomatoes out of the garden intact. I can share, but only after my own 'fix' is in. 'Sides, like the little red hen, I do all the work so I get the first enjoyment when possible. D-I-L just might get an early share. I think she'll appreciate an early taste more than the rest of 'em.