A neighbor, Mrs. B.Z. Body said of the late NDL - She never knew when enough was enough. Making two trips from garden to garage was just not an option. Garden tote? She owned a million of them, but seldom thought to grab one before heading to the tomato plot. She superstitiously believed it was bad luck to presume that the tomatoes would be more abundant than what her hands could hold. She might get there and find that the chipmunks had chewed holes in each and every one of them. Too bad she couldn't stop multitasking long enough to leave her coffee mug in the kitchen while she ran out for Caprese Salad ingredients. She seemed like such a nice lady too. If only she could've kicked that caffeine habit. Sad. So sad. Say, do you know if those gnomes will be part of the estate sale?
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You are so funny Laura. I've always trusted you with scissors, garden shears, nail clippers, and the like. No worries. I would love to come over for some end of summer tomato salad. Back to town today!
BE careful out there!!
My mouth is watering... fond memories of a BLT minus the B and add a little mayo. Those tomatoes look wonderful! I'm also for multitasking and sherpa-ing as much as possible, as few trips as possible!
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