One perfect tomato

I planted my first ever vegetable garden this year. It has not been what you'd call a resounding success. I have decided to declare this my learning year.

We had some nice lettuces at the beginning of the summer. They were very enjoyable, until one day they all disappeared. The corn grew very tall but never produced any actual corn. We did get a few green peppers, but the red and yellow pepper plants just sat there doing nothing. Last week I was very excited to see that we had one small, adorable watermelon growing, and then this weekend something ate it. At this time I suspect that son of bitch groundhog. He was seen in the area, and has the means, motive and opportunity to commit the crime.

My herbs have done ok, except for the cilantro. I used a bunch of it in June and then all of a sudden it got very tall, flowered and died. At least I still have the basil, rosemary, thyme and sage.

Now all of my hopes are pinned on my tomatoes. I put in four different varieties of tomato plants because I love fresh tomatoes -- in salads, in sandwiches, with cheese, on their own, in sauces. I have plans for those tomatoes. The plants have all grown up nicely and the marigolds I planted with them seem to be doing their job of helping to keep pests away, but they are all still stubbornly green. All except this one

I sliced it up and ate it on an english muffin with some smoked mozzarella. Delicious! But now it's like the other tomatoes are just taunting me with their potential to be awesome. Or stolen by rogue groundhogs.