From the garden
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The tomatoes were warm from the sun. I picked the red ones and left the green ones on the vine, dropping each small fruit into a wooden bowl. A leaf caught on my sleeve as I stood up. Back in the kitchen, I set the bowl on the counter and started thinking about dinner.
The tomatoes were warm from the sun. I picked the red ones and left the green ones on the vine, dropping each small fruit into a wooden bowl. A leaf caught on my sleeve as I stood up. Back in the kitchen, I set the bowl on the counter and started thinking about dinner.
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