By Gina Paradiso Cathcart, The Pueblo Chieftain, August 8, 2020
My garden is remarkable this year; it has brought me hours upon hours of tranquility.
Sometimes, I sit on the bench, located at the front, surrounded by flowers, and simply peer at all my vegetables growing. From my peppers to my pumpkins, which have slowly begun the process of turning orange, it is simply a wonderment, to me.
There is one exception, of course -- my tomatoes. While the veins are green and hardy, the blossoms are supple, my tomatoes are not.
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