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I have the weeds to thank for these tomatoes. I know that sounds funny, but it is true. Last year gophers marauded my tomatoes and left none whole. This year, however, thick thistles and cockleburs that pierced even my thickest gardening gloves grew around the tomatoes. It seems that the gophers can’t reach them.
I also have some proof for this theory. I did have a few more tomatoes that were bigger than my two fists put together, but I foolishly removed the weeds a few days before they were orange enough to harvest. The very next day, they were demolished.
These tomatoes came from a volunteer tomato plant that I left surrounded by the weeds. Besides the tomatoes in the picture, I have harvested three more tomatoes that we have already eaten. Mom says that they are delicious tomatoes, packed full of flavor. I am not a tomato fan, but I can taste more flavor than store tomatoes as well. I even ate a thin slice on a chicken, lettuce, tomato, and mayo sandwich.
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Grandma Frederes
Such a beautiful red color…the peak of perfection. Good story, Sarah.
Love, Grandma Frederes