Photo taken seconds before the oldest flipped the basket into the air.
In spite of the horrible year with the garden we are getting some tomatoes. About half of them have blight or end rot and are being thrown to the chickens straight off the plant. There are a small handful to bring into the house here and there. For which we are grateful. Store bought tomatoes are just awful.
I'm picking them when they're just showing color and letting them ripen in the house. The plum lemon and striped Roman heirloom tomatoes are so pretty.