Tomatoes ask for patience before they give you anything. A seedling in May looks almost foolish, all stem and hope, leaning toward the light as if it has heard a rumor about summer. I love tomatoes. I love growing them and eating them. That sounds simple, and maybe it is, but the older I get,… Continue reading The Quiet Pleasure of Tomatoes
tomatoes, the garden around them, and the kitchen they end up in