The other day I paused at the kitchen sink to gaze upon the bounty on the sill.
It’s so beautiful that in our house, tomatoes have come to signify summer. We eat them until we’re about to pop, and the plants continue to give. Because of the will to live, those plants give and give without giving up. They don’t ask for much in return, either. Just some food, water, sun and rest.
Of course, those plants are loved, too. Call me crazy, but I like to think they love us back. They certainly do shine for us. All summer long.