About those tomatoes . . .

Oops.
In the last blog posta photo of tomatoes on the vineprompted the recall ofa long-ago poem.
I thought the first two lines were:
clothes on the linetomatoes on the vine
BUT!Today I remembered the correct version:
flowers on the vinebermudas on the line
summer came and summer went and 
no one fed the swine.
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Ho! 


Flowers!
Bermudas!

No tomatoes!
Brains are amazing storehouses . . .
xx