T.: Harvest

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Harvest

Three tomatoes.

6 comments:

Cro MagnonAugust 26, 2010 at 7:11 PM
T. Please feel free to bring a wheel-barrow around. We're over-run with tomatoes!!!
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alaine@éclectiqueAugust 27, 2010 at 1:31 AM
We had a bad year last year too! I have no semi-dried. I only had one daffodil this year!
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Ima WizerAugust 27, 2010 at 6:48 AM
I'm not even going to TELL you how many tomatoes I have.......but I also didn't have a garden for 10 years, not until I came back home to nM!
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TaradharmaAugust 27, 2010 at 11:58 AM
a basket of worm eaten apples....
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Melissa GreenAugust 27, 2010 at 3:37 PM
Oh, the wondrous smell of tomatoes and warm, moist earth!
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Maggie MayAugust 27, 2010 at 10:45 PM
there is something very satisfying and beautiful about this post. title and post, it's a little poem.
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