8.23.2010

I Have Competition

I caught Rusty picking tomatoes. Roma tomatoes.

They must look like tennis balls and taste even better.

Luckily he hasn't found my teeny tiny bell peppers yet.

Those I will protect. I'd like to eat at least one!

This morning there were several ripe and ready cherry tomatoes.

This afternoon, well, let's just say they went to the dog.

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