so lucky
Garden Master
There used to be this local small town character that would sit on his front porch and wave at everyone who drove by. He was called Wally the Waver, although I don't really know if he was a Wally. Anyway, he grew tomatoes, presumably taking enough time from his waving to plant, care for, pick and sell his crop. He called them Tamaydas. Kind of a whiney southern drawl mixed with "marble mouth syndrome."
When he went out amongst people, his main conversation was about his tamaydas. "My tamaydas ain't doing too good this year." And "My tamaydas are really puttin' on."
So, how are your tamaydas doin'?
Here, the Kellogg's Breakfast are big and tasty. The Big Beef are small, sparse leaved, and have white pith. The San Marzano are plentiful and getting BER. Other odd ones are not producing yet. Wally the Waver would say "My tamaydas ain't doing too good."
When he went out amongst people, his main conversation was about his tamaydas. "My tamaydas ain't doing too good this year." And "My tamaydas are really puttin' on."
So, how are your tamaydas doin'?
Here, the Kellogg's Breakfast are big and tasty. The Big Beef are small, sparse leaved, and have white pith. The San Marzano are plentiful and getting BER. Other odd ones are not producing yet. Wally the Waver would say "My tamaydas ain't doing too good."