One of my neighbors called this afternoon. He wanted to bike over to my condo with some fresh-picked homegrown tomatoes. Yum. They aren’t always pretty, but they sure are full of flavor.
They can be colorful, too. A man in my previous neighborhood brought us some tomatoes as a thank you for a project my husband did fixing a plant stand. He was worried about us liking the Cherokee purple ones, but I think they are all great. I don’t think I will ever tire of homegrown tomatoes.
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