Bear and his buddy were busy biking around the grounds of our block of flats here in Cyprus this afternoon, when they came to a halt next to the tomato plant that was placed by the entrance to the building and has been tended by our resident maintenance man for months.
Bear was all gung-ho to hoe them up and bring them home for dinner, but I had to dissuade him, because they aren’t quite red and ready enough for eating yet.
And by the way, Bear has asked me to ask you to help him find a name for his new friend. Any suggestions?
Love and light
