Looking at my sorry tomato patch recently, a friend remarked, "Tomatoes are very forgiving." So when I returned from a week's vacation on Saturday, I felt like getting down on my knees and begging for forgiveness. In just one week, my tomatoes went from pathetic to nearly unredeemable. Just goes to show how fragile the balance has been this dry summer. One week without human intervention and the whole patch has gone to pot. Oh sure, there were a few ripe ones. But the majority are still green. What was I thinking ... that, perhaps, upon my return, the tomatoes would finally be red and luscious out there? What you see here is what I'm getting - still - with the exception of a few heirlooms and some super-sized (remarkably tasteless) Burpee hybrids. I got a little carried away in Massachusetts, where the spring and summer were extremely wet. Everything there was neon green and lush, from the front lawns to the apple and peach orchards. Friends there complained of constant rain. Forgive me. I had lust in my heart.
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