The first tomato is turning ripe! It's the size of my fist, and it's a Chianti rose, a cross between a heritage Italian tomato and a Brandywine that ripens pink and sweet and low-acid. (Seeds from Rene's Garden - thank you, Rene Shepherd.) My tomato vines are loaded with fruit and I can hardly wait to pick that first sun-warmed fruit and bite in - oh, yes.
The hot weather has finally come to south-central Colorado, and my garden is taking off. Now if we would just get some rain. . . .
And I'm finally tagging my eighth blogger: Velda Brotherton, you're it!