Don’t you love Summer time? I remember the Summer days when I was about 8/9…we lived in a little house that belonged to the people who owned the big house next to us. That was the Summer I learned about Texas Horned Toads (and we lived in OK then!!!) and caught them all the time in a little cigar box. I let them go each evening. I played paper dolls with a Janet Leigh doll….clothes cut from Sears catalogs and houses from the paper doll folders….and I tried to learn the piano by practicing with Harriet who lived across the street.
Mom planted tomatoes on either side of our front porch. There were 3 or 4 wide steps and a small stoop facing the West. As soon as the tomatoes started producing, you could find me on the porch with a salt shaker in one hand and a glass of water in the other. There was nothing better than a sun warmed cherry tomato crusted in salt! I LOVED those little tomatoes!
What brought them to mind? We planted a Patio tomato plant and it’s producing. Those succulent, sun warmed, little tomatoes were like a magnet yesterday. Ernie picked the big tomatoes and I sampled the little ones! Most of them made it into his bucket. :-) I cannot stand the taste of salt right now (from the chemo I’m sure), but those tomatoes tasted like a little bit of Heaven. Brought back some nice childhood memories and a longing to talk to Mom.
Wonder if Mom ever wondered why she didn’t get many tomatoes?
Susan ~ Patchkat