How were your last 18 months or whatever? Cool. Very cool. I’m glad you’re still here (both in the subscriber sense and presence on Earth sense. Both are great).
My tomatoes are back. The squirrels are, too. An almost-red tomato got obliterated overnight, its carcass slumped at the base of the plant (pic below). It’s nice to be together again.
Here’s what you can expect in this season of Squirrel Tomatoes:
One-line recommendations. You don’t have to even open up the email because it will fit right in the subject line.
A story of horror and trauma and terror because WHAT IS A SUBSTACK WITHOUT HARVESTING THE HORRIBLE?
Some dumb shit or whatever.
Remember, love your tomatoes. Hug your squirrels.