Anyway, today was the day. My first tomato became completely ripe and I ate it with my lunch. I don't even know which kind it was - I grabbed it from the bush and skipped inside, giddy that it was finally red. I didn't even pause long enough to take a snapshot of it's beautiful color and form - no blemishes, no spots, no gnaw marks from field critters. It was perfect.
Tomatoes are the reason I started vegetable gardening in the first place. Home grown tomatoes make store-bought taste like cardboard in comparison and it's this time of year that I most look forward to in my gardening life. I sometimes have enough to share with relatives, but when it comes to tomatoes, I generally eat them as fast as they ripen. This year, since I haven't had any problems with Hornworms (quick - where's some wood to knock!) I might just be able to share.
But don't count on it.