My past haunting me...

I grew up in the country, sometimes on a farm, sometimes not, but in all those years there was always one thing that was consistent, a garden. Fresh lettuce, onions, radishes, tomatoes, potatoes, kohlrabi were the hallmarks of said garden and there just wasn't anything as awesome as taking a warm, sun ripened tomato off the vine, taking a bite out of it, sprinkle a bit of salt on it and more with each additional bite. The juice running down your chin. Makes my mouth water just thinking about it. And these memories have gotten the better of me this summer. The upshot of it being, these 37 little beauties...





Anybody want a tomato plant or 5?...