It was bound to happen. Just when the squash epidemic has slowed, it's time for tomatoes to start ripening. The other day, I checked for ripe ones and only got a handful of grapes tomatoes. The next day, MB came in with her arms full of well-ripened fruits.
We've got a number of varieties--beefsteaks, plums, grapes, yellow, etc. Here's just a few we picked today.
OK with me, though. Unlike the squash, I could eat tomatoes all day, every day. Gimme a salt shaker and a napkin and I'm good. Heck, let's live on the edge and skip the napkin!