Before I begin today's little tale...
Here is a photo I have entered in the contest going on over at Gardening Gone Wild. We were challenged to try to take a photo of our garden from a different perspective...a low one... about ankle height to be exact! Hmmm exactly the place where my two youngest ankles biters are known to reside.
The oh so very talented David Perry is judging the contest this month.
This photo was taken when I had set my camera on the edge of one of my raised beds. I thought I had it focused on the lovely dish of tomatoes that I had just picked. But as fate would have it I found it to be focused on the wooden side of the raised bed. I must say I really loved how this 'accidental' photo turned out. I even caught the hand of the sneaky ankle biting tomato napper in the background!
Now on with our little tale of crime and intrigue!
It begins when the inadvertent farmer is enjoying a sweet summer morning picking tomatoes from her jungle that is called her garden...
She is quickly filling her bucket with large juicy tomatoes, red ones perfectly round, purple ruffles ones, blocky ones with green shoulders, and tomatoes in the shape of plums. They are all destined for sandwiches, sauces, and salads...
She is also filling a bowl with a rainbow of teeny tiny grape, currant, and cherry tomatoes. You know the pop in your mouth, can't get enough, the I can't stop from eating them ones. Her bowl fairly overflowed with goodness...
But wait...
The tiniest, most vulnerable tomatoes are mysteriously disappearing...
The sugary sweet yellows are vanishing...
The farmer looks around alarmed...
Then suddenly she hears a muffled giggle...
Could it be???
Yes that infamous blond tomato napper had infiltrated the sanctity of her garden...
And was boldly,
With no sign of remorse,
Gobbling up her tomatoes as fast as he could shove them in his plump little mouth...
DROP THE TOMATO!!!
The response???
Snort, laugh...giggle, replies he with tomato juice dripping from his lips and down his chin...
The farmer gets no respect...
neither do her tomatoes!
