The tomato plant has slowly been getting some fruits, they have been ripening very slowly. One was finally ready about a week ago. I picked it and ate it before I could even get in the house. It was delicious. I got so excited to have a big harvest. There were at least 4 more that were about 7-9 days from being ripe and ready. You see where this is going, right? This morning they were gone. Gone. I am furious. Someone stole my almost ripe tomatoes. Tonight I taped a little sign on, reminding anyone that they are MY tomatoes, please don't pick them. Hopefully it was just the landlady's grandkids, confused about whose tomatoes are whose (she has a plant too) and not some malicious force that will try to steal the one ripening bell pepper as well. Grrr.
I do have a few things to console me, however. Firstly, my sourdough starter seems to be active. It doesn't grow very much between feedings, but it is perceptable and I think it does have the right smell now, so I'll keep at it. Secondly, I have some peanut butter cookie dough in the fridge that will be eaten tonight, baked. Thirdly, my bread from the other day is still delicious. So there! Take that, world! You can't get me down!