It’s always painful to pull out the tomatoes when there are so many on the vine but the rains were coming and the air getting cold. I did it while I had the chance.

This is one of my best tomato years in a long time. We always had plenty to eat but never enough to worry about processing.

The green ones never taste as good as the ones that ripen on the vine but it’s a nice memory of summer.

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