Pick count at 5

It is finally hot here and sunny. I picked 5 from Beulah and Mike and I enjoyed 2 of those today. No great new recipe just the caprese, I say "just" but it is a wonderfully simple way to enjoy tomatoes.
One growing note: the branch I protected by multiple slings, is withering and dying. It also had a black tape repair on the damaged branch. The 4 small tomatoes actually survived and I have been picking them. Maybe the fruit is sucking all the nutrients from the branch. Odd.
Here are some things I am learning. The skins seem thicker and I don't know why. We have good color, good texture inside, good taste. Need to google it.
Found an interesting article in the TC paper. Fleda Brown "on Poetry" found a poem called Vespers by Louise Gluck. It is about growing tomatoes! Here is a bit of it "I think I should not be encouraged to grow tomatoes. Or if I am, you should withhold the heavy rains, the cold nights that come so often here, while other regions get twelve weeks of summer." Up North we have a pretty short season for these red orbs too.
Next weekend the Frankfort farmers market is featuring heirlooms. I would love to be there, but that is the big Flint Northern reunion.