At the end of the day, there are still the tomatoes

What a wonderful and busy day we had today.

Getting ready for vacation is always the most stressful part of going on a vacation to me. I always feel a big push to catch up all the paperwork, get all the billing out, make sure all the little pieces are well organized.

I have one pressing problem that I don't know how to solve yet: what do I do with my garden when I am away?? Today I picked my first tomato. It pleased me, but raised the large question.

Then I remembered, there will always be tomatoes left on the vine. Maybe the rabbits will eat them, and that wouldn't be so bad.


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