It hides among the leaves. But I can still see it. Slowly but surely it's turning red. And once it turns bright crimson, I'll pounce. My bread, turkey bacon and lettuce are all on standby. Although impatient, I'm determined I will make a BLT sandwich by the end of the week.
The tomatoes in my garden have been slow to ripen. To date, I've only eaten two tomatoes. One ripened on the vine, the other my husband saved from rotting on the ground. It sat on the counter for more than two weeks before it decided to turn red.
I'm unsure if (a) weather or (b) growing location have contributed to the problem. Despite being a farmer's daughter, I've got zero experience in the gardening department. I'm flying by the seat of my pants.
Ironically, I'm not a fan of tomatoes. Unless I need them for a recipe, I don't consciously seek them out in the grocery store. But when it comes to growing your own food, everything seems to tastes a bit better. Also, I do enjoy a good BLT sandwich from time to time.
So here I wait. Waiting for the tomato to turn red. I just have to be patient.
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