This post is part of my Summer’s End photo project. Summer is a special time in my family. It’s time for us to be together without nights of homework, gaps of separation for school and school-related activities. This year our summer is even more special because we have a new member of the family to participate in all the fun.
I’ve been heading out to the towering tomato plant my dad planted at the beginning of the summer with my son every day for two weeks now, waiting for my cherry tomatoes to ripen. I’m the only one in the family who eats them. Or I was, because our 10-month old daughter decided the other day she’d try them out while I was picking some to see if they would ripen off the vine as my parents had suggested.
They’re not quite ripe and not the grapes she thought they were, but she still seemed to like them.