Somehow this lovely quote makes me think of the zucchini in the garden patch...there are some serious Big Guys lurking under the leaves. I give those to my hens. First, I slice off a few openings since the chickens don't seem to like to peck through the skin. They hollow the zucchini out nicely, then I compost the rest.
Went over town to pick up 35 lbs of fresh peaches. I quickly picked three new, tender squash to take to the friend. She was so grateful. Said she has a friend that passes on the Big Guys...why do we do that? :)
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would
be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
—Rainer Maria Rilke