Harvest Bounty

I never knew what joy growing your own vegetables could bring. I started planting seeds for various reasons, one being to see if we could ever be truly self-sufficient. Now in a suburban garden, this is not really going to happen but it's not bad. I just tasted my first tomato of the season and it  brought back memories of when I was a child and we used to slice a tomato in half and sprinkle salt and pepper on the cut sides and devour with tomato juice and seeds dripping down my chin and onto my t-shirt. I realised that it was the smell of the tomato that conjured up that memory. The tomatoes we buy in supermarkets don't have a smell. This one even tastes better which probably has something to do with the fact that I grew it with my  own hands, but I really believe it tasted better. It's actually more than that, it just has more taste and less water. It doesn't look as pretty as my Woolies tomato but with a smell and taste like that, I'm clearly in this for the inner beauty.