Every year I have some plants that dwindle and die or at best just sit there. And then there are others that surprise me with how beautiful and bountiful they are. Our yellow cherry tomato plant is in the latter category this year. I've been wanting to get a picture of it growing out of the top of its cage and bent over with dozens and dozens of little tomatoes. I haven't gotten that picture, but I snapped this shot of a sandwich bag full of the sweet little fruits that I picked tonight. We gave some to Bill and Verna Weber when we ate dinner with them Saturday, and we promised them some more this week.
Evelyn's lending them a duvet/mattress topper thing and two pillows to use when their daughter and son-in-law and THREE grandsons come to stay with them for TWO WEEKS, starting Thursday night. They're taking a furlough from their missionary service in New Zealand and planning to serve for several months at Nebraska Christian College. But first this visit in Cincinnati. Two of the boys will sleep on the floor more comfortably because of our loan, and Bill, especially, will enjoy these homegrown treasures--probably all of them tomorrow!
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