More blushers, and I'm starting to realize the tsunami of tomatoes is really on its way. I finally decided the monster Kellog's Breakfast that's been taunting me for weeks now was turning color, and in the process of trying to pull it (and evenually resorting to snips), I liberated an even blushier one. That was followed by finding three nearly ripe Paul Robesons, an Isis Candy, some Beam's Yellow Pear and a Stupice.
I'm still getting used to the idea of picking them before they get fully ripe. On the one hand, it feels like cheating (I guess cheating the squirrels who've beaten me to so many vine-ripe tomatoes in my half-assed tomato growing past; I've had some insect and blossom end rot troubles, but so far few fruit have gone to the wildlife). I'm worried I'll jump the gun because I'm so eager for tomatoes at this point. Maybe in a week when I've got more than I can eat before they go bad if I don't give away or can/freeze some, I won't be so eager to get things in from the beds.
Got a little bacon in the fridge for when KB gets his orange on.
I didn't bother with the tripod and really staging the photos, I just got the idea to use my sunglasses to indicate scale. Because when I lifted the larger of the KBs out of the box, Em asked me if it was a pumpkin.
I don't have a scale, I may take it to work tomorrow just to find out, for curiosity's sake, what it weighs. It's heavy.
1 comment:
YAY! I knew you could do it!
James
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