Unfortunately, hate is also just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to these ... vile... despicable... monsters.
Yes, I called something smaller than my phone a monster.
And no, I don't have a very large phone.
You may think I'm exaggerating, but there's just no other word for them.
I have photos of the carnage, but if you have a weak stomach, perhaps you should just go look at the archives or something. Everyone else, steel yourself for some gruesome photos.
The carnage has been metered out between all four tomato plants, with no respect for the different varieties.
|The Better Boy|
|The German Heirloom|
|I might frame this and add it to my wall of triumphs.|
|In spite of the tragedies suffered, three of the four tomato plants have fruit on them.|
We're moving forward, not dwelling on the past.
|Even the Brandywine, the final hold-out, is trying to find meaning in this suffering and move on with her life.|
No better way to do that than new life itself.
Honestly, we'd probably be a lot further along on this whole "growth" thing if I hadn't forgotten to water the garden for four days straight last week, with highs every day in the 90's. Probably.
|Don't be like me.|
Water your tomato plants.
Making the world a safer place for Tomatoes,