Forgive me for sounding melodramatic here, as I know I am only discussing a simple tomato.
But few things in life bring about remnant lines of poetry I studied in high school.
T.S. Eliott came to mind as I trellised young tomatoes the other day, reminding me that
There is yet faith -
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
I can't wait until these beauties are ripe!
What are you waiting for today, with faith and love and hope?


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