Well, the Old Sun came up early this morning.  Probably couldn’t wait to shine down on my tomatoes.  I mean I got tomatoes as big as watermelons….uhh, ok, small watermelons….basketballs?....well, by golly they’re mighty big.

Still green, shoot, they may get as big as watermelons before they are through growing.  And the peppers?  I don’t know how in the world I managed to pick and plant the hottest peppers that’s ever been.  I pulled one off last night to have with the beans and cornbread and buttermilk…had to hold my head under the faucet till the fire went out.  Wonder it didn’t burn a hole in the counter of the old farm house kitchen.  Radishes didn’t do well cause we were gone three weeks and didn’t thin them out.  The yeller squash got almost too big to eat, but Denise  cooked some anyhow with a sweet onion and it was mighty good.  But, I dunno bout my plan for livin’ off the land and being a nature boy, runnin’ through the woods, drinking out of the creek…..about 15 minutes of that and I had to come in and enjoy running water in the house and a bathroom that works….but, I could’a made it if it hadn’t been for that…cause I got tomatoes big as watermelons, did I mention that?  stan