Today after work the apprentices who had been stringing the tomatoes gathered us all in a circle. They said they had news, and with somber faces, they told us it wasn't good.
Then the three of them smiled wily at each other, and from behind their backs they produced three red glowing orbs.
The first tomatoes of summer.
Beneath the elderberry tree our crew busted out harvest knives, split the three equally, and relished the soft reminders of just how sweet farm life is.
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