Summer Tomato

January and February = Blah. The color and warmth of the Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays are gone and Spring is yet too far away. The groundhog didn't give me any hope, as he predicted more winter. Amidst the long duration of these months I begin dreaming of ripe summer tomatoes. I nearly drool when imagining the crunchy experience of a salted slice of cucumber. How long again until May and the Farmer's Market? Too long! I have to keep dreaming. Lately, I have taken solace in some great citrus and perfect avocados (thanks to the great American highway system).