Siamese Twins

Just as we thought the tomatoes were almost finished for a year, a whole bunch of beautiful huge heritage tomatoes appeared in our garden. I picked a whole basket of them to make tomato sauce, and while I was washing them I came upon these little siamese twins.

Our walk with Ozzie produced some rather nice candidates for pictures, but since they were all of the sedentary, non-perishable variety, I decided they could wait. These twins are destined for the sauce pot so I decided to use them for today's blip.

We walked on an old railroad right of way that has been paved for a bicycle/walking trail. It goes all the way from Forestville to the north of us
into Santa Rosa twelve miles awa across the Laguna de Santa Rosa. Our favorite section runs behind rural backyards and is lined with trees. The sun has reappeared today and the trees cast long shadows across the path making it difficult to see who is coming. The bees were humming around the bottlebrush bushes, the birds were busy speaking to each other in their own languages and I could hear a hawk's distinctive scream somewhere nearby. The cyclists are extremely courteous, dinging their little bells as they come up behind. One woman, riding by with her yoga mat on her shoulder, went out of her way to give a cheery greeting and show off her black and yellow striped arm warmers as she rode past.

Our day, which began in a late and leisurely fashion has become suddenly busy. OilMan is not best pleased, but his desire to putter has been overruled by a bunch of women (his wife, his daughter and the realtor) , so we're going to look at a house in #1daughter's neighborhood, followed by sauce making with #2 grandson at their house, followed by an attempt to work out a computer glitch with our techie son-in-law.So much for puttering--maybe tomorrow...