Tomatoes

Remember the tomatoes that I planted way back in August? They finally, finally bore fruit. It was a meager harvest, for sure. But a good one. I held Gioia up to the hanging basket, and she picked them one by one. We carefully washed each cherry tomato and ate them immediately afterward: one for me, four for Gioia. She was a fan.

Seven months of waiting. It was worth it. Hopefully this summer's plantings will be more bountiful. I just need to start the seeds on time...