Goodbye, Green Babies

By Tomato Queen

It seems entirely disproportionate, but as I’m on the eve of moving, I’m mourning the green tomatoes that I won’t see blush and ripen in the garden.

I mean, really. Let’s think about this.

I’m moving on the tail of a long break-up from a long, 12-year relationship. I’m saying goodbye to the cats.

I’ve lived in this house and made a home of it for seven years, and in it is an amazing greenhouse, with fruit trees! All of this is overwhelming and sad and promising.
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