sorry but i'm on the tomato kick today (see below)

the first of the hybrids were just coming out when i was maybe 12 or 13, and dad planted some, but before that they were all, own seed, no hybrids, and to tell the true there were a bit ugly, most were 4 lobs, not even close to a regular shape, but boy were they tasty..........fresh picked, washed at the outside tap........1 big bite........then a shake of salt and pepper, and a dash of apple cider vinegar.....a real treat after a couple of hours of mowing the near to an acre of grass with a push gas lawn mower....and if truth be told very few of the radishes and spring onions ever got to mom's kitchen either.....there are times when i sometimes long for those days long ago.......muck out the chicken coup....wheelbarrow to the compost pile.....cut some grass.......and a stop at the garden for a snack.....tomatoes, green onions, maybe a radish.....or maybe a few wild strawberries from the fields....old memories are flooding back the older i get......