So the Great Tomato Deluge hasn't even begun yet (I'm picking off of the Romas, the First Ladies, the German Johnsons and the Great Whites at the moment--and one Pink Brandywine, which is less than ten plants all together), and I picked almost a half a bushel tonight. Half of which ended up in my shirt, since I thought I'd just run out to the garden and pick a few tomatoes.
Hahahaha! I almost flashed the whole neighborhood, since I do not wear bras while at home, and it was a v-neck t-shirt.
EDIT: HOW COULD I FORGET THE CHERRY TOMATOES?
Hahahaha! I almost flashed the whole neighborhood, since I do not wear bras while at home, and it was a v-neck t-shirt.
EDIT: HOW COULD I FORGET THE CHERRY TOMATOES?
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