I love a good fresh homegrown tomato.
Growing up in the rural south they were always available right from our garden in summer. Now, living in the city I eat tasteless, thin-skinned grocery store tomatoes all year and eagerly look forward to my first ‘real’ tomato in summer. Continue reading
With Mama at Tallulah Gorge
“Where do you want to go now?” I asked Mama. We were in Clarkesville, the next town north of where she lives. We’d driven there after lunch to go to the funeral of her next-door neighbor’s daughter. We’d already had lunch and it was a beautiful day so I didn’t want to go straight back home. Continue reading