Just a couple of quick pictures for you. My husband's garden has been amazing this summer. While I have started knitting projects I haven't finished and struggled to produce a few good pages of my novel, he has grown enough food to feed our neighborhood out of a pretty small patch of ground.
This photo is a few weeks old. Since then, the tomato plants have grown taller than me, and boy have they produced!
These are my latest excuse for not writing. We couldn't let the tomatoes go bad, could we? We've had tomato sauce, spaghetti sauce, tomato sandwiches, dried tomatoes. Dave even made tomato ice cream. It wasn't bad, actually.
I wonder what my excuse can be this week?