Ok so it is 46 degrees celcius outside today, 46.4 to be exact, a record heat in Melbourne, and not by any stretch of the imagination is it balmy. It is hot, dangerously hot, and the balcony garden is not looking at all happy. While the weather isn't balmy, I am. Not sure it was the heat that did it, I performed this action a couple of days ago when the temperatures were lower and the city was coming to terms with the last heatwave, but perhaps it is the heat that is making me admit my embaressing action - I colour co ordinated the tomato haul!
I've always been known for my intricacies (read obesessions), my housemate has long suffered the particular way I must hang my washing (back home I even needed to colour co ordinate the pegs to the clothes, no mean feat!) I have other intricacies too, a phobia of watching people using toothbrushes amongst them (ooooh do my friends have fun with that one)
But i figured rather than fight this silly action, I'd blog about it an rejoice in its harmless ridiculousness. Behold the color co ordinated tomato haul (which has signficantly increased)
A lovely assortment of large and cherry yellow tomatoes with a solitary green zebra, most of which will end up in a quick pasta salsa for tonight's meal
Some red cherries, and a roma, though this pile has more than tripled in the last three days
A bowl full of black russians - destined for our black russian black russian evening this Tuesday - black Russian Bolognaise with a side of vodka/kahlua!