“Mama, flowers! Ima toucha flowers…mama, feel dem.”
“Oooh, I see. I’m going to take a picture.”
“Ima take a pikchur!”
Monthly Archives: October 2016
Walk with me.
I can walk, you know. Three times in the past year I wasn’t to go traipsing about. I still feel the gratitude in my muscles when I wander these days (even if my joints complain.)
So walk with me…
I don’t even like pumpkin pie.
Seminole pumpkin roasted with brown sugar and coconut oil, on the other hand…
I was planning on sharing this harvest. Now…Not so much.
Mum’s the word.
Our second season is starting.
I’m not sure if we ever have spring…
Or perhaps we have two.
Peas have yet to make it into the house before being devoured. I planted twice as many this year. This is about a quarter of them. I still have no hope that any will cross the threshold into the kitchen. (I’m ok with this.)
Whichever season you’re in or entering into, I hope you find it’s joy..
And it’s bounty.
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