Unfortunately, grass hasbeen planted in our garden in preparation for our move so again, one more year, I am without the joy of digging in dirt, planting, harvesting, and drowning in fresh produce. Parden me for just a moment....
Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! MOoooaaaaannnnn. sniffle, sniffle.
Ok. I feel *a little* better.
Counting my blessings though, that there is an Amish roadside stand very near our home. We are enjoying the fruits of THEIR labor for now, while we still can. Enjoy we did! Before that container even got in the door it was more than half gone!
PS. Here is a weird tidbit on me: I hated cherries until about... last year! Those maraschino (sp?) cherries were all I had ever tasted and even just the THOUGHT of them repulsed me. Only last year did I try my first fresh cherry and....wowee! So glad I did! Thankfully, my children have a headstart on the cherry-lovin' department!