teeny tiny toms
Now where was I? Oh yes, the teeny tiny toms for Ann. Don’t worry it’s not a tale of extreme eating and dining on drawing pins. Do you remember the golden delicious apples from down the road? When I returned Derek’s bucket he showed me around his back garden and I asked him about his spiky tomato plant and it’s tiny fruit. He didn’t know what variety it was (he wouldn’t have had any tomato plants at all if a friend hadn’t given it to him) and he’s not even keen on eating tomatoes.
Which is why they ended up coming home with me! They were wonderfully sweet and each one popped when bitten. I was wondering how to convey just how tiny they were hence playing around with drawing pins.
Little and large
Pretty maids all in a row