it takes most of the summer to grow tomatoes here. and just as they begin to ripen on the vine, some creature of the night has discovered them. this prized fruit dragged from the garden and left partially eaten in the field. i leave it in place hoping a returning visitor will continue his meal where he left off. others in varying shades of red i pick from the plants prematurely to ripen in the safety of a sunny kitchen windowsill.
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