Bright red, juicy. Crispy skin, soft flesh, juice filling mouth trickling down throat. Squishy. The type you might throw at amateurs when riper.
Ivy
Her neighbors didn’t spend much time in the garden, and the plot was overgrown with weeds. A few weeks ago, the tomato plants were standing straight and starting to produce green globes. Now she looked through the weeds and saw a flash of red, a ripe tomato. She reached it and felt the warmth of the sun on its skin.
Chanpheng
Glycining and red the tomato stairs at the sun though the leaves in the winter up the trees, The trees feel the breeze in the summer built with hummingbirds.
The tomato plant is dying, the summer was too much, still red fruits waiting to shrivel up in the heat, next year will try again.
Bright red, juicy. Crispy skin, soft flesh, juice filling mouth trickling down throat. Squishy. The type you might throw at amateurs when riper.
Her neighbors didn’t spend much time in the garden, and the plot was overgrown with weeds. A few weeks ago, the tomato plants were standing straight and starting to produce green globes. Now she looked through the weeds and saw a flash of red, a ripe tomato. She reached it and felt the warmth of the sun on its skin.
Glycining and red the tomato stairs at the sun though the leaves in the winter up the trees, The trees feel the breeze in the summer built with hummingbirds.