Real gardeners eat unwashed cherry tomatoes out of unwashed hands. Really, isn’t that why we plant cherry tomatoes in our gardens? For mid-morning snacks as we rake and hoe?
Today was truly our last day in the garden–pulling tomato plants, salvaging the very last of what there was to salvage.
Mostly tomatoes, but also a small handful of onions. We pulled up the cages and stakes, stored them in the loft above the tool shed. Rolled up the hoses. Talked about what a good time we’d had, and how we’d miss this.
We said, “See you at the library!”
We said, “Goodbye, garden!”
We said, “Thank you.”