Today I join my fellow bloggers in "serving up a slice"
to the Tuesday Slice of Life (SOL) community.
Thanks to Stacey, Betsy, Dana, Beth, Kathleen, Deb, Lisa, and Melanie
Even though my Daddy died when I was 25 years old, he's still a part of my life. He taught me important life skills - fill the tank when it's half empty (which I don't always do in town, but religiously follow when I'm on trips), ask questions and stay curious about the world around me (I stopped today just to ask some workmen threading a plastic line underground what they were up to - turns out they're laying conduits for future needs), and celebrate summer sweetness with homegrown tomatoes.
I haven't always managed to grow my own tomatoes, but I'm doing it this year. I planted late, in mid-June. My daughter Sara and I managed to snag the last few plants at Home Depot. I planted them in pots on the driveway where they can get the maximum sun exposure. And now I'm watching the weather reports, hoping for dry sunny days so all the green tomatoes will get enough sun to burst into summer color. I have two pots of yellow cherry tomatoes (Sun Gold Hybrid) and one pot of Sweet 100 cherry tomatoes.
When I check on their progress, I revel in their star status. Check out the green stars on the top of each tomato.
I love to caress the plants and then inhale the tomato fragrance (essence of summer) on my hands.
I've actually found some red fruit tucked near the bottom of the plants and enjoyed five fruits of my labor so far.
I'll continue to hope for fewer clouds and more sunshine so that my tomato plants will flourish, I can savor the burst of sweetness daily, and even share a few with my friends. I think my daddy is glad to see his granddaughter encouraging her own tomato plants this year. (She called me in a panic this morning when she discovered the wind had blown over one of her pots.) Whether I'm watering the pots, caressing the plants, or hoping for more sunshine, I always feel that my daddy is walking beside me, nodding his head, and encouraging my amateur gardening skills. And that's a good feeling!