I love the summertime. I love the kids being at home. I love weekend excursions to state parks and close-by semi-cities. I love the beach and the heat and tourists and visiting family and friends. But mostly I love fresh vegetables still warm from the sun. Tomatoes. Oh, how I LOVE tomatoes. William and I planted several cherry tomato plants weeks ago and I am not so patiently awaiting the little orange balls of juicy deliciousness.
Ray got me going about tomatoes today. When I got him up from his nap, he asked for some WayonWayon juice - Milk with Chocolate Instant Breakfast. I opened the fridge to get the milk; and Ray reached in and grabbed the carton of grape tomatoes. I put him on the counter and stood between his knees. We took turns feeding each other the chilly perfect orbs. Only homegrown tomatoes could have made the moment better. Just a few weeks more. I can't wait!