Every summer, I find myself knee-deep in tomato vines, just like my mother and grandmother before me. Their gardens overflowed with juicy, sun-warmed tomatoes, filling our kitchens with the scent of childhood and family dinners. But this year, my friends shook their heads and said, "You’ve planted too many tomatoes!" It made me wonder: is there really such a thing as too many tomatoes? In the old days, neighbors swapped baskets of homegrown produce over backyard fences. Now, some folks in my community say sprawling gardens look messy or waste water, especially with drought warnings popping up every summer. Others argue that growing your own food is a right, and nothing tastes better than a tomato you picked yourself. I see younger gardeners using fancy raised beds and drip irrigation, while I still dig my rows by hand, just like I was taught. Some say the new ways are better for the environment, but I miss the earthy smell of freshly turned soil and the stories we shared while we worked. Do we plant for beauty, for tradition, or for practicality? Should we follow strict community rules, or let our gardens grow wild and free? When I bite into a sun-warmed tomato, I feel connected to my family and my land. Maybe that’s worth a little neighborhood debate. #gardeningdebate #tomatoseason #familytradition #Gardening