I was eating lunch and was suddenly struck by the perfect pattern in the skin of my heirloom tomato. The picture doesn't really do it justice. There is something fragile and beautiful about the detail that no one will ever really notice. That has always impressed me about this world. So much that was created in it has nothing to do with us humans.
Incidentally, I'm really going to miss delicious tomatoes when this season is over.
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