Today's Wonder of the World is...Home Grown Tomatoes!
flickr photo from sunni.bryant
Look! That one is smiling at you!
Home grown tomatoes always make me smile.
Even the Frankenstein ones.
flickr photo from dgans
However, I'm not sure that I'm ready for tomato candy.
flickr photo from amasc
Although ketchup is kind of like tomato candy.
Whenever I think of ketchup, I think of this pirate friend of Sammy's. (Yes my child is in the dog suit, wearing a gas mask.)
This little pirate used to call ketchup kebbage. So naturally kebbage became the official Ramsey word for ketchup. It's so fun to say, "Please pass the kebbage."
Maybe we're just easily amused.
I've been thinking a lot about home grown tomatoes because it's harvest time on our back forty.
Remember our back forty?
Yes, we have our entire garden growing out of a coffee table. If you missed that post, it's HERE.
There's a reason for this tabletop garden madness.
Here's the reason.
Tanner The Slobber Dog eats everything within his reach.
And he digs and digs. Once he's got lots of mud between his doggy toes, he runs in the den and sprawls out on the couch.
Table top gardening is the only way to go.
And the harvest is like treasure hunting. Remember treasure hunting? HERE?
See the tomato through all that green?
Of course, if the tomatoes looked like this one, Tanner might leave them alone.
flickr photo from ranmanekineko
I love tomatoes so much that I wouldn't mind doing the Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater thing and sit in a tomato and eat my way out. (For the record I don't like that rhyme. Vegetable/fruit imprisonment is just wrong.)
Or I could just go to Japan and pretend.
flickr photo from Edica-sensei
Here's another kind of tomato I like.
flickr photo from Crafty Bitch
I sew because much of my furniture comes already broken in (read: yard sales and consignment shops) and I'm too cheap to pay people to recover it. I've grown so attached to my tomato pin cushion that I included it in a painting I did in France.
(Try living in France without wanting to paint! It can't be done!)
Because I was scared, I decided to let Van Gogh hold my hand and copy one of his. My friend Leah taught me how to grid the canvas and layer the paint. Here's the painting I wanted to copy.
I thought I'd replace the pipe with something personal of mine.
My tomato pin cushion was perfect for the job!
I also added Sam's lovey, the rabbit in the toy box.
It turned out well, if I do say so myself! To tell you the truth, my painting skills went downhill after I finished that one. But at least painting isn't like singing in public. You do it in the privacy of your own home, and you can always paint over if you make a mistake.
And no one is there to throw tomatoes at you!
Yey! We're back to tomatoes!
Have a Wonder-full Wednesday! Eat a tomato and click HERE to enjoy this song from Guy Clark while you enjoy the juicy tomato-y goodness.
(I know there are other youtube videos that actually have something besides a green screen to go with the song, but none of them beat hearing Guy sing it himself!)