I picked the first ripe tomatoes of the season last week. Only the tiny grape tomatoes and a few Park’s Whoppers are ripe so far, but the Orange Jubilees, Beefmasters, and Celebrities aren’t too far behind. No rain means I’ve been watering faithfully, but no rain also means a high percentage of fruit set (as the bees & other pollinators have more flying time during non-rainy weather).
A patch of early blight cropped up, but it doesn’t seem to be spreading, thankfully.
I’m eating those grape tomatoes smeared with a bit of herbed chevre. At some point, I’ll be sick of the little buggers, but right now, they’re still a treat.