Dreaming of Summer: Weekend Writing Prompt

Snow covers everything in the backyard. Yet, I can picture the furrowed rows of plumb, red tomatoes, ready for summer picking. I can almost taste the sweet meatiness of a beefsteak tomato, feeling the juice haphazardly running down my chin. Posted for the Weekend Writing Prompt for Sammisscribbles: Furrowed in 40 words.

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Reaping a Harvest of Joy: Psalm Wednesday

Over the last couple of days, we have tried to find tomato plants that are already starting to sprout flowers. Douglas generally starts to plant his garden in late March or early April, but we were away during that time, so there is a mad dash to sow some vegetables, especially our beloved tomatoes, in... Continue Reading →