A while back I was talking smack with Sandy G. in the comment section of some post – about how I was going to have a ripe tomato before the end of May. I’ve been coddling a plant of ‘Orange Blossom’ since about March – it’s been planted and dug up twice, spending frosty snaps in the greenhouse. But 90% of its life has been in the soil on the South side of our house – so I think this is a legit garden tomato.
I’ve been cheering along the top tomato – it turned yellow two weeks ago and it was just flushing orange – close enough for government work. The hot dry weekend really helped things along.
Then, tragedy struck.
Blurry, due to hands shaking with rage.
Apparently, it was also ripe enough for a hen with an appetite for destruction.