This is one day’s worth of cherry tomatoes, picked from the garden. Every so often, I get the right combination of tomato variety, water, soil, and stubbornness, and my spring tomatoes make it through ’til fall, and explode. This is one of those years. I have a tomato thicket growing. The vines are so long, I had to stick cages around their original ones, to help support the overflow. I’ll try to sneak out and take a photo of them later, when I’m picking today’s batch of ripe ones. At the rate new tomatoes are appearing, I could be picking a bowl every two or three days all the way until the first frost.