Our tomato plants are still producing, and tomorrow will be November. Our neighbors all ripped out their tomato plants weeks ago, but ours are happily perking along, blossoming, fruiting, and turning red in the sun. Perhaps they like their home on the back hill. The nights are getting cold now, though, and I expect our first freeze could be soon. Then we really will have to pull them out. Fried green tomatoes anyone?
These tomatoes are fresh-picked this morning, and sitting in a hand-lathed wooden bowl great-grandfather Ellsworth made.
No comments:
Post a Comment