Tonight I picked the first tomato out of the garden. The colour of a ripe Pineapple tomato is a bit more orange than traditional tomato red. I am going to wait until tomorrow to slice into it–it’s just barely ripe now, by tomorrow evening it should be perfect.
I almost left it in the garden until tomorrow. But then I thought about how the raccoons have been using the raspberry bushes (laden with almost ripe raspberries one day) as a dance floor (no more ripe raspberries). How they seem to be having food fights with the baby peppers. And even (eww) how, in recent nights, they’ve been DRINKING the plastic container of soapy water and drowned japanese beetles I keep handy near my rosebushes.
And I picked my almost perfectly ripe tomato. It’s safely on the kitchen windowsill until tomorrow.