Hanging tomatoes not so sweet afterall
Spring arrived and she couldn't wait to plant grape tomatoes in my hanging garden. We excitedly checked the plants daily until the small green tomatoes formed from the tiny yellow flowers. Green Beans that were planted at the base came early. We ate them raw. We steamed them. This was great! So the day finally arrived where the very first grape tomato was ready and Brielle had the honors.
Unfortunately, it wasn't quite what she expected. Her face and mouth screnched up in horror at the taste.
"I don't like grape tomatoes", she said. And promptly, in a very unlady like gesture, spit it out.
But she still loves to pick them. And the early girls too.
Unfortunately, it wasn't quite what she expected. Her face and mouth screnched up in horror at the taste.
"I don't like grape tomatoes", she said. And promptly, in a very unlady like gesture, spit it out.
But she still loves to pick them. And the early girls too.
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Manly Hugs and God's Blessing and love to you and your family.Mike G. said that!(It's my A.A.thing)
Jess...you radical, you! A libertarian, in UTAH? And no, the hanging tomatoes are awesome. Brielle's anticipation was all shot to hell by the taste. But she still loves to watch them and pick them!
Jean..you're so welcome...