A Pea-Pickin' Good Time.

Between having myself a great fair (ie/ - "Have a good fair!"), and floating down the Namekagon River yesterday to keep cool, it was a good weekend.

Now comes, for me, the hardest part of gardening: the kitchen prep to continue eating these delicacies in the more-than-raw state, and putting them away for winter.

Everytime I think of the work, I crunch a snap pea... *

Have a good Monday.

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*Problem is,
you can't make them disappear fast enough. I need a pickling partner, I think. (For the cukes, not the peas. If you read it that way, please: you need not apply for kitchen help.)