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it's the sickness of an america where nobody is clean

I just ate half of this for dessert:



Yes, that's a tomato roughly the size and shape of a human heart. It's my job to think about these things.

For the record, it was a Russian Orange tomato, and it was delicious. Sweet and mild, with a velvety texture almost like a persimmon. It's not going in the ranks of my absolute favorites, where the Paul Robesons and gigantic German Striped tomatoes dwell... but damn, that was a fine tomato.

I also had a tiny little Garden Peach tomato this morning. It was as translucent as a gooseberry, and fuzzy on the outside. My life was sad before I knew how good a proper tomato could be. Even a garden-grown Beefsteak has nothing on these guys.

I'm not a fan of the heat of summer, but the things it brings to the table--peaches and plums and cherries and raspberries and blueberries, tomatoes, the first Ginger Gold apples... those make me a happy and well-fed bear.

My heart still belongs to autumn, and the Macoun and Stayman apples. But summer gives it a run. Especially since we found a teeny tiny brown tree frog in one of the foundation shrubs this morning. It had such minuscule fingers!
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Would have loved to see a photo of the tree frog! We hear them often here (California Tree Frogs), but rarely see them.

A new summer joy for us has been pluots from the Farmer's Market. Never tasted one before this year, but we eat them for breakfast every day. Will be sad to see them go...