The Red Tomato

A grey world, grey sky, grey land, grey trees.
Some movement caught my eye.
Looking to my left I could see the Editor gazing up at a huge red tomato hanging about 30 feet up a tree. The only patch of colour visible.
I asked about the tomato and the Editor said that he wanted it for his packed lunch.
I recommended a long pole but no, the Editor had other ideas.
He jumped up and down waving his arms.
I thought that was a hopeless way to obtain the tomato but as he jumped up and down, some sort of vortex was created and the tomato fell with a splat onto the grey ground.
However enough was salvageable for a packed lunch.
Result.