I don't make hay, but I do get me to my
local CSA:
Here's what I found:
This is what I love about July in Vermont--pick-your-own strawberries and snap peas and cucumbers! I asked if the cukes were greenhouse-grown, but no!
I love my CSA!
I'm so glad I went when I did, because the reason I have time to make this post is that, on what was supposed to be the first sunny day in weeks, we are having a shower, so I can't go out and move wood.
Writing accomplishments for the week: 2 humorous pieces for the local paper about The Great Sorting, hereafter to be called TGS. After I see the printed versions, I'm going to post the text, with additional photos, here, probably friends-locked. I'm also working on a longer essay on the same subject (TGS), which I may have a market for.
I guess this is why I couldn't dive back into THE GROVE. I needed to purge myself of TGS first. But it will be purged, just as it will also, one day (soon, please, soon) be over.