They still taste delicious.
Each day, a few more luscious, ripe tomatos peek red-faced from around the dense green walls. I reach in and pluck them from their stems and, if I can bear to wait, wash and eat them. If I can't wait? Well, a little dirt and acid rain residue probably never killed anyone.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Tomato, Tomahto - However You Say It
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