I usually plant out rather late by modern standards, but I had started and set out my MRs earlier than my other tomatoes hoping to get ripe ones from them by the 4th of July (which is a benchmark date for tomato-growing in the north).
I watched impatiently for weeks as the plants absolutely loaded themselves down with dozens of little green elongated fruits. But they weren't budging on ripening any of them. This past weekend, I abandoned all hope of 4th of July tomatoes.
This morning, July 5, I walk out and see this:
Very funny, Nature. Ha ha.