Here's aphoto of the ripest tomato in the garden. This morning, I went outside for a breath of fresh air, looked at the tomato that is half red (side facing sun) and half green (the other side) and got a sinking sensation. Of course, I am anxiously awaiting tasting this first (perhaps only) heirloom beauty. Knowing Cougina's impatience, I know he can barely wait to pick it. So, I requested, that he please, oh, please, wait till the tomato is ripe to pick it. He took a photo to help you visualize our conflict, and you can see that only the ripe side is visible. Sigh... Our landlord, Abraham, thinks it's great that I want to wait. That means he will be able to steal it away a day early...
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