Tomato Harvest!

Tomato!

Tomato Harvest!

Did you hear a distant squealing this morning? That was me when I went out to check the garden and saw that I had three tomatoes ready for harvest. I ran and got the silk pillow and platinum clippers and carefully separated them from the vine while singing the harvest song of the golden tomato keepers.

I’m taking care of a couple of items and then shutting down the computer for the day.

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