In Season
Even after all these years, there is an indescribable feeling that comes over me when I harvest something from my kitchen garden. Maybe if you took enormous scoops of joy, passion, pride, excitement, exuberance, hunger, & delight, and then tossed them all together in a bushel basket you might come close. But only close. For you really must rub your fingers across the smooth, almost unreal surface of this sweet bell pepper. And bury your face in the scent of basil. And be blinded by the jewel-like colors of high summer. Only then can you truly begin to feel it. The thrill of the garden. The simplicity of absolute bliss.
It is also difficult for me to describe just how rewarding it is to hear from so many of you who have been inspired by Farmgirl Fare and In My Kitchen Garden to get your hands dirty and grow something edible--whether that meant tearing up half your backyard and filling it with vegetables or simply sprinkling a few lettuce seeds in a windowbox. Thank you for letting me know. May your gardens and your enthusiasm continue to flourish. And may you always find your bliss.
A year of Daily Photos ago:
From Here To The Barn Seems To Take An Eternity
I can almost taste that delicious looking, freshly picked pepper. Wish I lived closer, so that you could share. LOl!
ReplyDeleteI have to be anonymous because I'm still having problems with my blogspot and the password situation...
Nana Texas in a cooler Texas with a recent bit of rain!
That is one beautiful pepper!
ReplyDeletemakes me wish i could just take a deep breath of that sweet smelling herb and pepper.
ReplyDeleteI bet they tasted better than the picture let on!
i adore the small of basil. i have three plants and they don't look anywhere near as beautiful as yours.
ReplyDeleteLook at your frisky basil! Ugh, mine did not turn out this year. Weird, too since I've never had a problem with it.
ReplyDeleteOh well, we forge ahead. Even when the garden doesn't do what it's "supposed" to do. Which is why we love to garden afterall - the surprises.
Congrats on a fat ass pepper. *CHOMP*
Love your blog!
ReplyDeleteThe photo is gorgeous, but the paragraph perfectly and eloquently expresses how all of us feel that know the joy of garden creation. (I wish I had written it!) Thank you.
ReplyDeletebeautiful post. Really appreciate the last two lines - very simple, beautiful, almost a blessing, in a way. Love how inspired you are by the things around you. May you always find such beauty in all that you do.
ReplyDeleteI definitely am, as soon as we move flat I am getting a window box set up, I have got the lettuce seeds ready and Boyf's father has bought me a small watering can (he may laugh but I will use it...!)
ReplyDeleteGorgeous Farmgirl. Basil is the scent of summer for me.
ReplyDeleteAlthough I am a city girl now, I grew up in rural northern Minnesota and my grandparents and parents had a huge garden I was a part of taking care of - planting, hoeing, harvesting, preparing, cooking...and eating! Nothing as good as your own food. I don't eat veggies much anymore because I never feel they taste as good from the store...
ReplyDeleteWonderful, stunning post. You bring the produce alive on a regular basis.
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I love your gardening photos!
ReplyDeleteI am finally coming to terms with what I can and cannot grow in my garden. We have rocky clay that gets like concrete when it's dry. I am slowly trying to improve it but... So, carrots are a 'no' (2 inches wide by 1 inch long) but lettuce does great! Now, if someone could only figure out how not to have everything ready at once! Yes, I tried staggered plantings - the early plantings waited for their friends...So, we just eat veg. for 3 weeks and I fill my 'vegetable freezer'.
Keep snapping!