If only we could each hand our loved one a red, ripe Moglo tomato of any shape—what a Valentine that would be! But our tomatoes are just tiny seedlings now, so here instead is a love letter from summertime.
If only we could each hand our loved one a red, ripe Moglo tomato of any shape—what a Valentine that would be! But our tomatoes are just tiny seedlings now, so here instead is a love letter from summertime.
