… the loss of our beloved tomato fruits from the top of our tomato plants. The only thing that can help console our sadness is the knowledge that they must have been great eats for the herd of deer that roam our neighborhood and the adjoining state park. I hope that the deer made their feast complete by nibbling a little on the nasturtium and chives. I mean, if they are to go to all that trouble to push our garden fence in, they should at least make their meal memorable. Alas, next year, we’ll make our garden and fence larger. Lesson learned!