deconstructed love
one of my favorite parts of summer, huge slices of tomato that are so ripe and juicy that they refuse to be ignored. It's like a tiny bit of August stacked between two pieces of wheat bread. I can even do without the bacon and be just as happy. If the finished product is out of focus, it's because I was quivering with anticipation. Living in Indiana my whole life, I know that this color and flavor won't be around in January,when all the sad hard little white excuses for tomatos will be stacked up at Krogers. Posers.
one of my favorite parts of summer, huge slices of tomato that are so ripe and juicy that they refuse to be ignored. It's like a tiny bit of August stacked between two pieces of wheat bread. I can even do without the bacon and be just as happy. If the finished product is out of focus, it's because I was quivering with anticipation. Living in Indiana my whole life, I know that this color and flavor won't be around in January,when all the sad hard little white excuses for tomatos will be stacked up at Krogers. Posers.
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