The tomato lady.

June 2018

At this point in my life I suppose one of my official titles is The Tomato Lady.

Not a year has gone by where I have not planted a rediculous amount, and the over abundance is always a joy. Thanks to my greenhouse I can over do it now every time.

Amara, Arden and I are already going over to the local farm stand every week to get a pint of cherry tomatoes and some heirlooms in anticipation of our own. We practically eat the pint before we get home.

I’m always touching them and inhaling their fragrance. What is it about them that makes me all dreamy?? I find myself wondering if it’s in my ancestry somehow...who was it down the line that did what I am doing now? Do you ever wonder which one of your ancestors was like you? I do, all the time. It’s hard not knowing. Maybe a shamanic journey is in order for this question? To be continued...