Not infrequently, living things from the garden are almost too beautiful to slice and eat. And yet, that’s why we grow them. Their existence is ephemeral. They’ll soon be lost and return to dust whether we eat them or not. The existential implications of that are horrifying. We share about 20 percent of our DNA with plants such as our cousins the tomatoes.
I was about to slice this tomato for supper, but, because it was so beautiful, at least I took its portrait first. In an image, it lives on. The background is cashmere.
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It surely could be proud of having the last known resting place as cashmere 🙂
– and a blooming photo, which of course also could be made to a painting 🙂
You never cease to amaze me with your creative side. Thanks, that was fun looking at it and it probably tasted wonderful.
Now – that is a perfect tomato. Beautiful.
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