Some of these tomatoes might have had a chance at ripening, but it rained.You can't leave tomatoes out there when it rains; I learned that the hard way last year. They split and go bad. So sad.
So when the weather turned nasty, Cranky stripped the vines of everything. Not a very big harvest, because that's the way things went this season. We'll eat the eatiest ones, and roast and freeze the rest.
We also thank Cranky for this photograph. I think if I were to one day vaporize, he could take over this blog and you'd never know the difference.
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Please don't vaporize - just tell him I'm still "following" his blog and patiently awaiting his return.
Zoomie: He actually loves to write. He just hates having readers.
I will pass your compliment along, and I suspect he might return.
BTW, what did Mrs. Thomas say? What _could_ Mrs. Thomas say?
Kudos on the photo...Love all the various colors. Btw, enjoying your masthead also~
I would know the difference. Cranky is not Mad.
I'd notice xxx
SO glad I found this post. I'm growing tomatoes for the first time, and they're starting to ripen on the vine now, but it's rainy season. I had no idea they split when it rains! So now I'll know to move them under good cover the next time it does. Ta!
Crazy year in the garden. I kept looking at my tomatoes and realized they were disappearing.I opened my BBQ lid and there was a lovely vole nest lined with ripe tomatoes! !@#$$.I'm mad and I don't eat!Tomatoes that is.
That is a nice picture, I agree. But I'm pretty sure we would notice if you disappeared. YOu have a distinct (and awesome) style.
Zoomie: Mrs. Thomas asked me to apologize to her husband for, well, a LOAD of reasons. I refused. Had lunch with Anita.
Zia: Cranky Thanky! Mrs. Thomas, go f yourself. Cookie Thanky.
Chilebrown: Do you mean mad in the American sense or the British? He is mad in the British sense.
Mouse: Aw... Yeah, and guess who wrote this post! :D
Juanita: I wish you all the BEST on your tomato garden! What fun.
Greg: OhMahGAHHHH. That is so funny and so sad.
Dawg: Merci, sweetie. I'm still here.
Do you have enough green tomatoes for a pie? I remember when I went to the very first all-tomato meal (more than a decade ago, done by Todd Humpries at Campton Place) and the dessert was a tart with a sort of green tomato mincey marmalade filling (raisins, maybe some nuts, definitely some lemon involved) that was scrumptious. Delicate, fruit sort of smeared rather than piled.
What a season we had this year. I should have taken the last sun gold tomatoes down yesterday, before this rain. Oh well...
BTW, do you know anyone who has chickens and need a lovely and beautiful rooster? We live in Southern Marin and one of our chicks turned out to be a rooster and we need to find a home for him.
Laura: Wow, a rooster give-away? Cute. Most neighborhoods ban the males, so you've got two other choices. 1) The Humane Society will take it (seriously), or 2) dinner!
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