Perhaps it’s because they know that autumn is here. Perhaps they’re mustering every last bit of energy they have to prove that they can, and will, proceed to produce long into the shorter days, chillier nights. Whatever the reason, my grape tomato plants have gone into hyperdrive, sprouting tomatoes and ripening them at a pace unrivaled at any other point during the
summer. Which leaves me with the strange quandary of having a surfeit of sweet, tangy little tomatoes at just the poin (...)
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