A year ago I had six tomato plants, and I was already eating the first ripe ones in June.
This year it rained for, oh let's see: EVER. And I didn't start my annual tomato crop until May.
And then we had an 11-day heatwave, on top of some strange disease that afflicted my lone plant this summer.
Now I've got tomato jerky.
Damn, damn, damn.