I’ve been patiently waiting for the four tomatoes on Jackson to ripen; until earlier this week, they showed no signs of doing so. And then, suddenly, yesterday morning one turned red, after a transition through yellow that started on the weekend.

That makes it 103 days from transplanting Brenda Whiteway’s gift of a seedling into our back garden to ripening.

Now I just need to figure out how to best make use of four vaunted tomatoes.