And then, we reap.

With these from feet away and peas in the salad picked moments before, our meal is made.

The beans will be ready for a first pick tomorrow or the next day. The peas will have their last harvest the next day or tomorrow. The tides turn with their speed. The earth spins with hers. The garden moves at its own pace. I’m merely here to watch it turn.

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4 comments on “And then, we reap.

  1. That’s the very definition of comfort food.

  2. albert says:

    I like watching too, especially since I don’t have a garden to work in.
    P.S. Nice meal idea in the picture.

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