It’s early August, and I’m already fearing the tomato harvest. I have a feeling everything will ripen at once and I will be scrambling to freeze and preserve as fast as I can. Not that I really want to complain – the reason I dedicated half my garden to tomatoes this year is how delicious they are when picked perfectly ripe. I only hope I can keep up in eating them. Yum.
I know I haven’t been here in a while, but I’m in the middle of some potentially life-changing-for-the-better kind of stuff.
It’s kinda awesome.
Wish me luck.