dear searching for something diary,
someone has been carefully picking tomatoes off the vine out back and chewing on them and leaving them lay around to rot in the back yard. i have my suspicions on who the culprit could be, but i haven't confronted her yet. i do hate confrontation. i am going to smell her more after she comes inside because there is a distinct smell after you have contact with a vine- for any amount of time. i'll catch her ass and i know it's her too. i've had the grump for way too many years for him to start high jacking tomatoes from the vine now. all my life i've been searching for someone and something is supposed to lead me to somewhere where i ain't been before. looking around i will find out who has been stealing the fruit from the vine, but i'll prolly just let her keep on doing it. there is plenty and i get a kick out of seeing the little chew marks she leaves.