"Fruit" is such a confusing term. At least once a year I look up the distinction between fruits and vegetables, but I never get it clear. Thankfully, tomatoes are in the overlapping area between "biological fruits" and "culinary vegetables".
In the good old Sixties, we had the Basic Four Food Groups--dairy, meat, bread, and fruits and vegetables. We didn't have to sort fruits from vegetables, we just had to eat them. The Food Pyramid made things too complex in both the horizontal and vertical versions. Michelle Obama is the only person in Washington who has uncomplicated my life in a long time, and I applaud the new My Plate. Now if we could just reunite the fruits and veggies, I'd be thrilled.
My fruit and veggie parings go into my worm bin. The red wigglers do the ultimate combining. One of the best parts of vermicomposting is the mystery garden that sprouts in the rich worm dirt. Our school garden gets volunteer cantaloupe each year. Those will take over the garden and a good section of the playground if we allow it. At home I've got tomatoes growing everywhere. This morning I dug up four from the front flowers that were big enough to attract attention. Now they each have a big pot on the patio. Hope they produce my favorite fruit soon.
As soon as I got inside, Stubby II appeared on the fence to make sure I hadn't goofed up his realm. The original Stubby ruled my patio in 2009, a fearless, tailless anole if ever there was one. I don't think the anole with the partially regrown tail I spotted Sunday is really the same lizard, although some sources say anoles can live up to four years in the wild.
2011 Nancy L. Ruder