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Commenting is not available in this sections entry.Can a tomato change the world?
Today I planted some tomato plants. I always remember home grown tomatoes that my father had once cultivated in the small back yard, that was hidden away in a small suburb, in the middle of a sprawling city.
I remember the smell and the taste. They were fragrant like nothing that ever made its way out of a supermarket. They had a strong flavour. It was ripe and full. It played with your taste buds. It teased them into thinking that the world was a wonderful place.
Can a tomato make all this possible? Can it change the world and bring your childhood rushing back?
I don’t really know,but I hope so. There is nothing like having slithers of soil between your fingernails. You smell your hands and they are like the soil; full of life, pulsing, organic, real.
Anyway, the tag on the plant says 10 weeks. Damn, I should just go to the supermarket and buy some.
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