Here is my first tomato of the season. It’s not quite ready, but should be in a day or two. In general, my garden is coinciding with my life in metaphorical ways. I will share my first tomato with my soon to be husband, just a day or two before our marriage. My potted plants, although not as large and prospering as if I had a larger, more sunny garden space to put them in, are still bearing fruit, and some sort of squash has self seeded itself. These few weeks I am balancing the elation of my soon to be marriage, and the uncertainty of jobs and career paths. I have potentially missed an opportunity, which is clouding my otherwise joyful spirit this week. I am taking my garden as a mentor. Sometimes nourishing things come unexpectedly, like volunteer squash. Fruit can be born in adverse environments. I hope prosperity is in the future, but regardless, I will have my best friend with whom I may share all the first tomatoes of the season.