My pathetic gardening efforts have resulted in a lone, golf-ball sized tomato that is finally ready for harvesting. As you can see from the grave condition of the plant itself, the patient isn't expected to live much longer, but at least it can die now knowing that it will return to its Creator having fulfilled its purpose in life. And no, its purpose wasn't to produce a beautiful fruit for me to enjoy, but rather that it taught me that even a little bit of love and care can produce beautiful results...
Update: The tomato was sweet and juicy but still the flesh was firm. I'm not a huge fan of tomatoes, but I've also never enjoyed a tomato more.
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Thanks for the Memories, Mr. President - Helen Thomas
Counseling With Our Counsels - M. Russell Ballard
Book of the Dead - Patricia Cornwell
Music List
Love You Madly - Cake
The Very Wild Rover - Cruachan
Quattro (World Drifts In) - Calexico
Love Rollercoaster - Ohio Players
Links
Kim's Twitter
By Common Consent
Fit Day
Dooce
Shout Outs
Bishop - #1 on speed dial
Dad - Thanks for everything
Boni - You're my rock
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