Fruit Of The Vine

No, not that kind of vine, the fruit our tomato vines. I picked the first ripe grape tomatoes today, at least a month earlier than normal. Was it the compost or perhaps global warming? I'll never know for sure. But they were some of the sweetest that I've ever had. (Next bunch I'll share with Madame boran.)

On another front, the great poison ivy debacle of 2007 rages on. One step forward, two steps back. And so it goes.