Ketchup, Baby Tomato!
Just a quick post to combine the last couple of tales into one, beautiful example of what I like to call “Tybee Randomonium.” Get it? It’s like pandemonium, but random!
So, after the recent Huc-a-Poo’s ‘Stache-fest, Rory gifted me with my very own giant-ass black magic marker. And, in my ongoing battle against the birds for my tomatoes, I picked a tiny one that was ripening up quite nicely. However, something had gotten to it, so what else was there to do but this?
Oh, the humanity!