I love the tomatoes

 

I love the tomatoes I grow in the garden of my rented back yard

I do not line them up and measure the ‘correct’ distance between them

I plant them by eye and they grow together in healthy competition for the sun

I’m a bit lazy about tying them to sticks, sometimes wrapping a leafy branch

Around the near-by fence, but

The tomato plants exude an aroma like life itself

Somewhere between perfume and pine-sol

Heavenly,

Green bursting Red

And their flavor

I can not describe.