We are heading into the final days of our tomato season. This makes us very sad as we certainly haven't had our fill, despite the loads we got off the plants this year. I especially liked these small plum-shaped tomatoes. B didn't write down the name of the variety, so we will have to save some seeds for next year. Aren't they pretty? A bowl of perfectly ripe tomatoes from the garden that still have that fuzz on them never fails to make me warm and fuzzy inside.