As tribute to Carol at May Dreams Gardens, and Kylee at Our Little Acre, I wanted to share my tiny tomato and its story.
A few days ago, my wonderful husband trimmed the tomato monstrosities, because they no longer qualify as plants. I went out to check on the status of our resident Ukranian Digger Wasps this evening and noticed this tiny, glowing red orb hanging from the tree, tiny stem still attached. It must have ripened after it was cut from the mother ship, and landed, perching precariously on the branch.
Left - Right
1. On a standard Revlon nail polish (it's on the top)
2. In the only thimble I have
3. On a Lego toy
4. On my cat Chippy's belly
5. Sniffed by Travis
6. On Chippy cat's head
7. Travis is mesmerized by the tiny tomato
8. So is Chippy
9. She hates the camera flash, but it makes the tiny red orb glow
10. Next to a dime
11. On a dime
12. Next to a thumbtack
I should have taken one on a battery. Next year!
