First tomato harvest of the year

There is nothing like it. The taste of tomatoes matured by the sun. And the smell, the glorius indescripable smell, it smells of summer and clear skies and sun, plenty of sun. Then there is the texture,    soft, but firm. The feeling when your teeth brake the skin and the juice enters your mouth. oh and the taste, the glorius taste, unlike any tomato you can buy. You haven't ever tasted a tomato, really tasted one, until yo have had one fresh from the plant. And finally the expectation of the bounty that is about to hit you.    

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