The Marglobe tomato plant that I had worried so much about during the big Code Red Tomato Crisis was so inspired by my love, so secure in my attention, so supported by my, well . . . my supports that it has decided not to waste a single flower, to take each delicate blossom and turn it into a juicy delicious tomato. Crazy tomato plant.

I'm not complaining though. Actually I'm kind of impressed. Sort of like watching that kid in elementary school eat 17 desserts in a row. Part of you is mesmorized, part of you is wondering if he's going to just explode and fall over.