This was the view of the front yard on Thursday, through the frost of the window. It snowed almost all day and was gloomy and cold. We got about 10 inches of snow that day, and the temperatures went down to minus 30 last night. Today is allegedly warming up to minus 12, and it may even get to plus six on Tuesday. But right now it's cold and the sun is shining.
When I went out to shovel off the front deck I looked back into the doors of the kitchen and saw my tomatoes growing from a new vantage point and so I took this photo in the shadow of my snow shovel. These tomatoes are delicious, the most delicious tomatoes I've ever eaten. The variety is "Sugary" and I got them from T&T seeds out of Manitoba. They are a miniature plum tomato, and they are sweet, not acidic at all, and have an intense tomato flavor. I can't describe them adequately, they are sublime. I think they are best eaten raw, with basil in a salad, on Greek salad with feta, or just alone like grapes. They make you believe that tomatoes are fruit, not vegetables. And I'm not really a tomato fan per se, but these have shown me what tomatoes are capable of tasting like. Compared to these, any tomato I've tasted from a store or a market is as succulent as cardboard.
I brought in all 10 pots of them before the frost, and as you can see they are doing well in the southern window, and even better in my west window. Some of the plants are blooming.
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And Chewy was back in to wait for some bacon and scrambled eggs. Kylie is off somewhere chewing on a bone.
The little one curled up beside Uncle Chewy in the sun. Everyone is doing great, the little one is as smart as a whip, she learns words very easily. Housebreaking is a bit of a challenge in this cold weather though. The dogs all get along very well, everyone shares (even bones) and no one snarls. The mastiffs are super foster parents. Chewy acts like a dad and intervenes when the little one roughhouses a bit too much. He also intercedes while the cats and new dogs get to know one another.* Kylie sometimes plays with Daisy and lets Daisy put her head in her mouth where apparently Kylie has stashed some crumbs in her lips. Maybe you have to be a dog person to appreciate that.
This is what happens when I ask the dogs to vacuum the floor.
Peace be with you.
*It takes a while for a new dog to understand cat body language. For example, when a cat has his tail up it means he's happy and calm. When a dog has her tail up it means they are leading and asking you to watch them for signs that there may be danger ahead. So sometimes miscommunications happen when they're getting to know each other.
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