It has not been a good year for tomato plants in the Northeast. I was lucky enough to have a ripe tomato earlier this year and when I went out to pick it...it was gone. All 4 of my tomatoes were gone. I found a tomato skin discarded next to the stone wall where the chipmunk lives. Two of my plants bit the dust during a heavy storm while I was away. The cherry tomato plant survived and another tomato has ripened. Another picture of my lovely ripe tomato will not be posted. I plucked it from the vine to eat before the tomato thief returns.
And here are more to come. I can hardly wait because a mishap befell my lovely tomato while I was carrying it into the house. Those who truly know me will not find the following unbelievable. I put the tomato into the pocket of my shorts because I was still taking pictures. Our front door sticks on humid days so I gave it an extra boost with my hip to get it open. Too late I remembered my tomato. I am happy to report that it was incredibly juicy and even completely smashed, it tasted quite good.